Warning: not edited, not even read over. I'm pretty lazy at the moment.
UPDATE: Ignore warning, I did a quick edit, still might not be the best, though.
After the random party I went home. It was sweet of them to do that, it really was. At the barbecue, we had food to eat, drinks to drink, and then the best part. Well, not the best - food topped anything but whatever.
The second best part was that we had a huge water fight. I mean huge, with water balloons, water guns, water slides, everything. Ess even used the hose - such a cheater, that one!
Now, I sat. I sat on my bed staring at my phone. My phone that displayed an app that one might call Facebook.
Now, I sigh. I sigh thinking of how everyone else is doing something right now and I have nothing better to do than stalk people's Facebook accounts. Facebook accounts that show fun. Fun that I am not included in.
And the worst part is that I had already watched everyone's stories on Snapchat and gone through all the little articles that Snapchat has for reasons I don't know.
I'm bored. Well, I was until my phone started ringing.
Immediately I perk up. I have friends. Friends that call me. Yeah, baby! "Texas crematorium you kill 'em, we grill 'em. How may I direct your call?"
"What the hell?" Blake says.
Just to make him mad I say, "ma'am, please calm down. There is no need for that tone."
"I am a man!" He says.
"Well, sir. You don't sound very manly to me." I mentally laugh.
"Who is this!"
"I'm afraid that is classified information. You see, with my job and all, that information could potentially put me behind bars."
"Is this - is this Alma?" Blake asks.
"No, ma- sir. I - don't tell - my name is Blake."
"Alma!"
I start laughing and even though I was already busted I played cool, "oh, hey girl."
"I'm a guy!" Blake says, fed up with me. I could care less.
"Yeah, okay. So what did you need?"
"I am, and I called because I'm bored." He tells me.
"How did you get my number, anyways?" I ask, squinting my eyes at my wall.
"Vanessa gave it to me." I shake my head. That girl...
Flipping over on my stomach, I say into my phone, "I'm bored too!"
He sighs, "talking to you isn't helping, I thought you were more fun."
I gasp, "how dare you! Meet me at Berry Jerry."
After hanging up I change out of my sweats and loose t-shirt. What a piece of work, telling me I'm not fun!
Once I'm at Berry Jerry I storm in, scanning the place for Blake. I spot him sitting down and I sit down across from him. I look at the time on my phone, 6:24, and lean back in my chair.
"You ready for the funniest night of your life?" He leans on the table after I say this.
"Why else would I be here?"
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It was now 6:38 and Blake and I were at the store. We were going through the store getting things I said we will need. I'll be quite honest with you - Blake seemed interested and confused at the same time.
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Ordinary People [DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]
Comédie"I don't work at being ordinary." - Paul McCartney DON'T COPY IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. (Description is in the first part, 'Ordinary People Intro')