Vacation | FIR *ON HOLD*

Chats.

Damn this bed is comfy, I could actually lie here forever. But then again this probably feels better than it actually is because of how tired I am. I continue to scroll through Instagram to coincidently see a post from Ronnie - a selfie of all of us at the edge of the pool. Ah we all look so happy, like a real group of friends would. This kind of reminds me of how I was with my friends from high school, Ava, Kristen and Becca, apart from the fact that me and Ava were the only ones who stayed in contact. I started to read a few comments from the picture, a few of them from us

@ryanseaman omg i look high as fuuuck!

@avamatthewsofficial I love this picture, we all look so happy!

Most of them were things like this

@_bandluva_ you guys look so cute awww >.<

Or

@emmaradke69 RONNIE IS SO HOT 😍🔥

Which I obviously agree but I won't comment that because I'm not a slut. But some people seem to think differently because a lot - and I mean a lot - of the comments were like this

@firfanpage_x ewww they are such sluts having pictures in their bathing suits bleughhh

@gothchickhanna idk what they see in girls like those!!! FUCKIN FAKE SLAGS!

@emogirl4eva that jessie girl's boobs are so fake it's nasty!

Oh my god that is so not true! My boobs are not fake and I could prove it! Shit I'm starting to sound like one of them! But I know I shouldn't worry because they're just in their little pink bedrooms in their Mom's house, fanning over bands and getting jealous if their celebrity crush goes near another living person.

I heard shuffling and the swipe of a key card.

"Hey Ronnie."

"Hi." He closed the door behind him.

"How was the arcade?" I asked.

"Meh it was okay I guess, oh by the way Jacky said that we're all meeting for dinner at 7:30." I checked the time on my phone - 6:35.

"Uuugggghhhhh!" I started slowly sliding off the bed like I'd lost all muscle. Ronnie stood there with his arms folding looking like a disappointed mother, but he was laughing too.

"What?" He said, kind of giggling.

"I can't moooooove."

"Haha why not?" He questioned with his eyebrows raised and a big smile on his face.

" 'cause I had to get up really early this morning and and I fell asleep at 2am, also I'm probably jet lagged."

"You fell asleep at 2am, how come?! Damn the idea of doing that takes me back to years ago!"

"This is what happens when you spend about 90% of you're life on the internet! But as well as that I was also excited for this week."

"Eh fair enough. What do you spent the other 10% doing?"

"Looking for a job..."

"Surely Ava could get you one! We all could try, let's see...you could get a temporary job at Epitaph, all the best people start at the bottom you know."

"I know, but I don't wanna be a musician or a band manager or anything like that. I don't know what I wanna do - I'm twentyfuckingfour, I'm surround by famous and successful people, and I'm just a slob who doesn't do anything."

"Well what things do you like to do? Like, what subjects did you like in school?

"I liked most things - but I hated math and science."

"Ha, same."

"I guess art was kind of my favourite."

"What like drawing and painting or photography?"

"Both but I'm not that good at either."

"Really? I don't believe you. Do you have anything you can show me?

"I have a few photos I took on my iPhone, but that's nothing - just things I thought looked nice. Oh shit! It's 7 o'clock already! I need to get changed!"