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Chapter 36
I secretly hate Sundays. Mainly because the day following was always Monday, oh how cruel a life Mondays must live. But I wasn't dreading this Sunday as much as usual, the main reason was because Junior and I had our plan to make Al and Chase cut off communication, and that plan was coming to effect.
To get in the mood for this plan I had even watched all the Spy Kids and the movie Spy this morning . I would make a horrible spy, my target would walk in and see my spy for dummies on my bed. Although it'd be a great revenge story for Mike. Before I get too carried away, or more carried away I undressed from my pajamas and into a pair of jeans and a baggy sweater.
Since we were going to spend the evening outside the gym like stalkers and it was cold outside I needed to be prepared. I was prepared yet my heart was beating nervously in my chest. I had the sudden need to crawl back in bed. Not often was I not confident but whenever Chase was concerned I always second guessed myself.
A knocking at my door is the only reason I made an actually move. I swung it open and Junior was jogging in place sliding his hands together for friction. His nose was red and I smiled because I knew I was a mirror image with rosy cheeks.
"So we're really doing this?" I asked a smile coming onto my face. Lately I've been doing more movie worthy actions, I'm really surprised there's not a youtube clip of me.
"There's no other choices we have, if they keep at the pace they're going it'll end up in each other's arms. I have a very high experience for these things," Junior said a little confidently and it reminded me of someone.
"Movies!" We both said in the same time.
I was experienced because movies were the in and outs of all relationships. We were experts by now of course. We nodded at each other and kept eye contact for a strange minute or two until a clearing of the throat brought us out of it.
I turned to my right making a face of annoyance before I can stop myself. Drake scowled as he saw it.
"What kind of face is that?" he asked angrily as he folded his arms in front of his chest. He looked over at Junior in dislike before meeting my gaze again.
"Nothing, so what do you want?" I said impatiently. Drake had a sly smile as I said that but he kept his mouth shut.
"Nothing, have fun in the gym," he said as he dismissed himself. I wondered why he was even on this floor before I remember a pretty yet ugly personality blonde lived in the room down the hall.
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