5SOS - Babysat By Idiots 2

Chapter 67

I put my bowl in the sink and then went back to the living room. I forgot to tell you what Ashton was watching on TV. He was watching the news. Yep. The news. I'm not that interested in the news but it's not that bad.

Then I went upstairs to my room and noticed something on my desk. Something that I hadn't touched in a long time. And I knew for sure that I hadn't put it in that spot. It took me half of a second to realize why it was there. You wanna take a wild guess on what is? ... BLACK NAIL POLISH.

I gasped for a second, and then started laughing, my laughter getting more intense as I began to think about it. Have the guys actually taken my nail polish from my room before to try and be "punk rock"? Omg.

I laughed at it until I thought to myself, "I better stop before someone hears me and gets curious." So I laughed quieter for a few more minutes, and then calmed myself down. 😅

I looked around my room for my iPod and remembered that I left it in Ashton's room. So I went back to his room, got it, then walked back to mine and sat on the bed. I decided to roam around on Pinterest, looking at whatever Pinterest-ed me. Get it? 😏😏😏 Yeahhhh.

I got a text all of a sudden. From who, you ask? Well who do you think? I'll give you a hint. It was Beau.

Beau: hey Nicole ☺️

I swear, I kinda need a break from talking to him. I mean, he's truly amazing. A nice guy. But we have nothing to talk about. We're pretty much never going to meet in real life again and so it's kinda just boring. There's nothing happening between us. But I texted Beau back anyway just to be nice.

Nicole: hey Beau

Beau: whatcha doing?

Nicole: nm u?

Beau: just bored. Got nothing to do

Nicole: same

Beau: going to the mall again anytime soon?

Nicole: don't know. Probably not. I have no reason to

Beau: no reason to? Well I'm your reason Nicole

Nicole: oh right lol

After that, Beau just stopped texting me. I guess there was nothing to say after that. Well that's what happens.

I looked at the time. It was 10:36 in the morning. I was kind of bored so I left my room and walked down the hall to see Michael.

When I got there, Michael was folding his laundry. I said, "hey," and walked in.

He glanced at me and replied, "Hey."

I said, "I'm bored."

"Wanna help me fold some clothes?" Michael said jokingly.

"Whoa there now. I'm not that bored," I said laughing.

He smiled and shook his head. I watched him fold clothes until Michael looked at me and randomly blurted out, "Hey, are you and Luke still fighting over Arzaylea?"

I looked up at Michael and paused for a second. "Um, we're not fighting over Arzaylea," I said defensively, "Luke can have her all to himself. I don't want her."

"But you do want to give her a piece of your mind, don't you?" Said Michael.

I didn't answer. I kinda just shrugged. I knew that whatever I would say, I'd probably get in trouble for it. Though Michael isn't really one to get mad.