(Swearing Warning. PG15)
Melanie. A typical 17 year old girl. Or so everyone thought. She would say "If you ever read my thoughts, you would be terrified"
Tyler. 17 year old boy with fluffy brown hair. Normal looking. Not so normal thinking.
Josh. A...
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(A/N: Will be shorter then usual chapters. Its more a filler then a chapter. Also, excuse my shitty writing and/or spelling. Its 5:38 so im exhausted)
"Well, then, okay"
"Yes?"
"I wanna get back together"
"Tyler. No. Give me..."
"A week?"
"Sure"
"Okay"
"I'm coming over. I feel bad"
"No it's fine! Really!"
"Too bad" Sometimes Melanie being so strong-willed can be annoying. "JOOOOOOSH!" I yelled to him, who was downstairs. "YEAAAHH?" He screamed back "MELANIES COMING OVER SO GET OUT A PLATTER!" I heard footsteps. "Ooooohhhh, tryna impress the ladess" He said stupidly. "Josh, honestly." I said through gritted teeth. "Ugh. Fine" Josh complained. I rolled my eyes jokingly. Then, following the act, Josh put his hand on his chest in fake offence. Then, we heard a knock at the door. I stumbled to get up. After finally getting my ankles out of Josh's (strong) grip, I opened the door. Just then, I was pounced on.
