Chapter Eighteen- You're TOO nice...

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Taylor Swift- My Best Friend (Chapter 18)

Jess' P.O.V

We got in Taylor's car and drove to my Mom's house. She's never been there before, so I guess this is the time to take her.

We arrived at my house and walked in, it was too early for anyone to be home, since my Mom and Step Dad are still at work.

I dropped my bag on the ground and took off my shoes, Taylor followed.

"Do you want anything to eat?" I asked her

"What do you have?"

"Well, what do you want?"

"Depends on what you have." She smiled

"Now who's stubborn?"

"Whatever." She smiled

"I really want pancakes.."

"MAKE THEM NOW!" She shouted at me

"Alright, alright.."

I got out all the equipment and ingredients while Tay gave herself a tour of my house. She walked into the living room and turned on the t.v.

"What channel is MTV?"

"Uh, 28 I think."

"THANK YOU."

She's so loud.

She flipped on MTV and started watching 'Teen Mom'.

I started mixing the batter and turned on the stove, I could hear Taylor laughing all the way from here. What a loud girl she is.

I got the pancakes to a golden brown color, then put them on a plate and called Taylor to the table.

"Your pancakes are ready!"

"Thank you!!!" She said hugging me.

"No problem." I smiled

We sat down at the table and talked about how bad we felt about what happened.

"I honestly, did not mean that." She said taking a bite

"I know. I just freaked out, I'm sorry.."

"No, you didn't.. I understand where you're coming from.."

"I feel bad I snapped at you at school though, I-"

"Jess, seriously stop," She cut me off, "I deserve it. I'm glad it happened. I know what's right and wrong now, and it just showed me how much you mean to me." She smiled

I don't really think its fair how I have such an amazing friend, I feel like I don't deserve her.

"Hey, I just realized, I've never seen your room."

"Oh, darn.." I said sarcastically

"Show me.."

"Fine, if I show you mine you have to show me yours whenever."

"Deal." She shook my hand, then gripped it.

"This waaay." I said taking her upstairs.

We walked up stairs, and when I opened my bedroom door, my gray cat Stewie jetted out. Taylor gasped.

"Whats wrong?!""

"Nothing! I just really really love cats." She smiled

"Well, I have four of them.."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes..?"

"You should have told me this sooner!"

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