"There you are!" Taylor squeals, lunging for my arm and tugging me annoyingly toward the cafeteria doors. "...We've been looking for you everywhere!"
I sigh inwardly. "Well, I told you I was leaving. You were too busy chatting it up with Stacey to notice me." I'd initially meant for it to sound more like a statement, and less offensive, but I wasn't in the mood to cover myself up, so instead, I simply shake my head, raising an eyebrow, signalling for her to continue as she was saying.
"C'mon, they're waiting for us." She states cheerily, as if I'd never even spoken a few seconds ago in the first place. She gives my arm a firm tug, opening her pale blue eyes wider when I don't budge, insisting that we leave right now.
I turn around to Cory, trying to give him an apologetic look, shrugging one shoulder and pursing my lips with a small sigh. He nods, but he has a look in his eyes that suggests he's deep in thought.
I reluctantly let Taylor whisk me away from Cory, the smell of old burps and a hint of sour milk fills my nostrils.
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"A sleepover? Tonight?" I lean forward on the table, resting my chin in my arms.
"Yes! Aren't you excited? We can watch moves, play T or D, gossip, do blind make-overs, all of that cliché stuff you see in the movies!" Stacey claps happily. Her statement makes me wonder if she's being sarcastic, or seriously finds these activities fun.
"Ya." I make a piss-poor effort to sound enthused.
"What's the matter? clichés not your thing?" The red-headed girl sitting across from me quarries.
"I don't think I really have a 'thing' per se." I imagine myself making a face.
"Okay, sorry. That came out wrong. What do you usually do at slumber parties?" She raises a crimson eyebrow.
I shrug quickly, hoping that someone would soon change the subject and spare me the imminent embarrassment.
Taylors eyes shoot wide open.
"YOU'VE NEVER HAD A SLEEP OVER?" She yells at the top of her lungs. I swear I see a flock of crows fly away from the building on the other side of the window.
I groan in embarrassment, positive that my cheeks are now red as a cherry.
"You're sleeping over tonight, end of discussion." Stacey slams her finely-manicured hands onto the surface of the table.
And that was how I'd wound up having a slumber party with 4 hormonal teenage girls.
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There's chappie 14.
It's kinda a filler chapter, but I wanted to get something up. I'll try and get the next one up tomorrow night if I can.
I wasn't sure what to call this chapter, but I decided on Guilty, because she got caught with Cory in the beginning, and then Stacey and her drones found out she's a sleep over virgin... xD
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Teen FictionI've been friends with Cory since we were 6. Despite everyone we know poking fun at us for hanging out all the time, the subject of 'dating' never came up. But lately, I've been thinking about him differently. The way his eyes glint when he smiles a...
