" Guys, be honest. Does this make my butt look fat?" He turned around, showing us, thoughtfully looking at his butt.
I truly, hardly laughed. I remembered one time, someone said I looked ugly laughing, since I cover my face while laughing uncontrollably.
We were all laughing, but I think I got the most out of his girlyness. "Are you gay?" Archer smirked half heartily.
I laughed even harder, clutching my stomach with my free hand. We stayed like that for a while, just laughing, and I love being this happy.
I haven't been this happy in a long time. After everything calmed, Archer spoke, "Beckett.. why do you have girl clothes?"
We all flipped to Beckett curiously, awaiting his answer.
"Oh my sister stayed for a bit." He shrugged. "Damn. And you didn't tell me?"
"Don't you think of hitting on my sister." Beckett gave him a glare.
"Fine, fine. Ill back off."
Don't guys have anything else to do besides hit on girls?
"So. I'll get the laptop." Announced Beckett, disappearing into the other room.
"And I should help him. He sucks with technology!" Dante whispered the last part, as if telling a sacred secret.
I shook my head with a smile.. I have always been good with computers. Ever since my piano lessons, all I need is a keyboard and a monitor. A laptop was even better. Can't wait to show these guys.
I first had showed Dante (everyone else got bored) how to hack into a call to trace who and where it is calling.
That was easy. So so easy.
Next, was the website hack. You could hack into any website and delete and add things. Sometimes it's useful.
But that was harder for him. What was the trick was teaching him to hack on his phone to find information about someone, including phone number, location.
That was pretty hard.
I was exhausted by the time we were finished our hack/tutor thing.
"Guys, I need to get home." I say, checking the time on my phone, as I stand, brushing my pants off.
"awwwwwww.." Dante wines.
"See ya later." Beckett says curtly.
"Damn, at least walk her to the door." Archer says, "because I'm a gentlemen like that," he wiggles his eyebrows.
"Since when? Yeah, I better go!" I say, a disgusted, amused smile on my face. These boys...
I walked out with a wave.
"Wait-!"
"What?" I reply.
"Arent you going to let us drive you?"
"Oh, right, cause that's what friends do." I murmur.
They slowly nod their heads.
"Ill go get my shoes!" Yells Dante, Beckett on his tale.
Archer looks down at his feet, my eyes follow.
He already had his shoes on.
"Can I talk to you?"
"You already are. Go ahead."
"Are you okay? And why are you acting as if nothing happened?"
"What?"
"When those assholes... they were beating the shit out of you." He says numbly, visibly tensing, waiting for my reaction.
"Oh, ha, yeah. Did you tell anyone?" I whisper yell.
