*Brooklyn's POV*
I walk home slowly from hell. As soon as I get home I walk into my shrektastic themed room and sit down in my shrek chair. I pull out my phone and set it on the counter, waiting for Deandra to text me.
After about an hour of sitting here staring at my phone, it finally buzzes. I look at the number, unknown. I smile widely and quickly pick up my phone.
From unknown: Hey it's deandra! Wyd?
To deandra: hey! Nothing, you?
From Deandra: Same here!!
To deandra: oh, cool
After texting her I change her contact to 'Spaghetti queen😍😍🍝'
The next day at school I walked into math, and surprisingly saw Deandras peachy face.
She excitedly waved at me. Today, she had wore her hair in two braids, so you couldn't really see her spaghetti. This made me infuriated.
I stomped over to her, ripping off one of the braids, and holding it up.
"MY SPAGHETTI!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" Deandra screamed.
"You don't deserve this" I said, my face feeling hot with infuriation.
I immediately walked out of math, still holding the spaghetti strands in my hands.
