Not Your Fangirl

5- SAVAGE

tell me about ur day stranger :). I'm bored.

Chpt5: SAVAGE

LA Journal Log Day #1 {beginning of the hopefully non-eventful boring week}

Who knew, me no-life Marley was about to spend one of her summer days in Los Angeles. Isn't this a dream come true?

WRONG.

"From everything that you could've chose from, it had to be a mansion?" I ask sarcastically, while they all try hard not to laugh. "So much for being humble." I grumbled under my breath.

"Do you always insult people on daily basis?" Nash retorted amused, as he got off the uber we took.

I ponder in thought for a moment,"If I bully you, it means you're my best friends." Matt with an excited grin was about to cut in, but I stopped them,"But with you guys, it's just a whole other level of hatred."

"Ain't my fault our manager recommended us to stay here." Jack Gilinsky pouted.

Giving them a disappointed look, I took my luggage from Ethan and start walking away from the magazine-looking mansion. And most importantly away from THEM.

"Where are you going, May-May?" Cameron shouts from behind me, with amusement laced in his tone.

"Away from here and you guys, AKA Mexico!" I shout back, ignoring the incredulous stare from a lady jogging beside me.

"Oh come on, don't be so dramatic." Jackie (blonde jack) tries to persuade me with a smile.

I stop in my tracks, contemplating whether if I should move to Mexico or stay here with them. Mexico really does sound more satisfying than them.

Maybe I could even find a hot tamale there, if you know what I mean. 

Nah, the farthest I could go from here is to some cheap motel.

But if I do leave, I will never hear the end of this from my friends- that are probably asking for pictures as we speak.

My back pocket vibrated, signaling that someone was calling me.

"Mom, can you come pick me up?"

"Do you got mommy issues now?" Sunny snorted, at the ridicule thought."Cause' you know I'm your sugar daddy. Nothing more, nothing less." She joked throughout the phone line.

I didn't laugh along, because I knew what was coming next.

"Huge favor I'm about to ask, can you take a video of Hayes doing a cartwheel?"

"No."

Sunny whined, but then huffed,"Gee, what crawled up your ass and died?"

"Vine."

"Ouch."

"Okay, bye. Imma be in Mexico."

"Hey, Wait-"

This is my first time in Los Angeles, and the thought of going to Mexico seems to much work. And I'm a lazy person. I'm so lazy I only walked away from the Magcon guys a fucking foot, who also were not-so discreetly eavesdropping on my phone conversation.