Apart

Gucci Gucci

March 5th
Alice
"Fuck grades. I mean why do they even matter -.-" I complained to Emma.
"Ikr. I mean, my grades are decent." She replied.
"What are they?" I asked.
"Uh, B's and C's. Like one or two A's" She replied.
"Oh. I- umm, have C's, D's and one F." I hesitated to send this, but I did.
"Don't be embarrassed, Boo. That doesn't determine how smart you are. That is only six things."
"Thanks." I smiled slightly.
"Anything else you would like to vent about to ya girl M&M?"
I laughed. "Nah. You know all my problems. How bout you take a turn."
There was a pause, even though I knew she'd seen what I'd sent. Guilt washed over me. "Omg I'm so sorry." Damnit. I knew she was sensitive about her personal life.
"It's fine." Emma finally replied.
I thought fast about how to change the subject. "So, how's Luke?"
"Uhh, good."
"Gucci gucci." I added.
"Oml."
I laughed. "Any updates? 😏"
"You are such a hoe. That's the update." She replied.
"What does that have to do with your relationship?" I pointed out.
"Nothing."
"Exactly."
Emma answered with, "Sooooooooooooooooooo, you hyped FOR SAN FRANCISCO!?!?!!!"
"ONG YED I AN."
"Lmao nice spelling, dork."
"Aww thanks."
"Yeah." She said. "No prob."
"AHZ)2Jj2bb8\9/!!)8. DID YOU SEE THE PIC WILL POSTED ON TWITTER? HE IS SO FUCKIBG CUTE."
"Fucking* ;)" Emma corrected.
"Well then. But did you see it?"
"Yea, and??"
"ITS CUTE."
"Your such a typical girllll." She complained. "I didn't sign up for this."
"Stfu Dumbadd." I sent. "Dumbass*"
"Yay I'm Dumbadd now."
"Woo we are so creative." I glanced at the clock. Twelve thirty-five. "I gotta study for my bio test tomorrow. Wait no it's today 😂"
"Well gn, dork.
"Gm***"
"JUST LEAVE NOW."
"Ok. Bye Dumbadd."