"What about a bucketlist?" Her words echo trough the room, and i can feel a smile growing on my face. "You're a genius! " Renee says and sits up. "We could all write suggestions on little notes and put them in a jar. Then we could pick a dare every week ot something! "
"YES! And we would all have to do it" I say, thousands of ideas already forming in my head.
Two hours later we've written ten dares each and put them in a jar, labelling it: Bucketlist. We all got random fits of laughter every time we wrote a new note, and I'm really curious what the other girls came up with. But I'm not going to ask them, we agreed on keeping it a secret. That way it will be more fun.
"Let's start tomorrow" I say as i put the precious jar in my bookshelf. It's already ten o'clock and neither Hannah or Renee seems to want to go home, therefore I say: "My mum and my step dad are going out tonight, so you can sleep over if you want to"
Immediately after i say it, they jump up and scream "YES!" "A trident sleepover, we haven't had one pf those in ages!" Hannah jumps up and down, flapping her arms like a bird. "Take it easy Hannah, or you'll end up flying away" I say to her and we all start laughing.
We barricade ourselves in the upstairs living room, covering ourselves in blankets and with a ton of junkfood on the table. "What movie should we watch?" Renee says and put my Macbook air on her lap. "What about the notebook? I think that's a good movie" None of us has seen the it, but we've heard it's really good.
And it is.
Two hours later Hannah and I are lying in a pile, crying our eyes out. While Renee sits beside us, digging her nails into her palm, trying not to cry.
"No, no. NO!" I say, tears streaming down my face. "That was a really fucking bad idea! I officially hate this movie. But i love it" my voice breaks at the last sentence and i start sobbing. Hannah wipes her eyes with a kleenex and says: "I'm so glad someone invented Kleenex. What would we do without them?" "i don't know" o say. "Kleenex are our best friend. Cat+ Renee + Hannah + Kleenex = best friends forever"
"How the hell did you manage not to cry?" Hannah asks Renee "I don't know, i think i dug my nails into my skin. Shit I'm bleeding. SOMEONE PLEASE GET AN AMBULANCE! "
Despite the movie, i start laughing hysterically and get off the couch. "DADA DADA DADA. The ambulance is coming! " I run down the stairs to get a band aid as i think of our absurd situation. These bitches are crazy, but i love them.
When Renees wounds are covered with a princess band aid, we're all in a better mood. Persobally, i can feel the sugar kicking in. And before we know it, we're running around the house in our bras screaming: "Boobies Boobies boobieeess!" and singing my boobs are okay at the top pf our lungs.
No, we're not mental. I think.
Eventually we all fall asleep in my 1.20 meters bed, exhausted from everything.
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I'm sorry for the short chapter, I'll make the next one longer. But hey, ay least i updated!
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The Bucketlist Bitches
Teen Fiction"I learned a lot about falling in love when I fell out of love, I learned a lot about being a friend when i was alone."
