Pink and Pretty

Karma & Kathy

"Hey, isn't it funny when noobs try to build houses out of sand? Or gravel?" Sasha says, referring to her all time favorite game, Minecraft (which was only semi-cool 4 years ago).

"Oh lol hell yeah. They'd get squished- and still not know what happened," Kylie says, snorting.

Again. I make bad choices.

Remember when I was talking to Amber, and she offered (albeit, subtly) me to eat with her, but I accidentally said "no?" Well, this is probably the highschool gods' way of punishing me. Seriously, it was like karma.

Kylie and Sasha are nothing like what they look like. And maybe that's harsh, but it's true!

Kylie has olive skin and curly, dark brown hair that goes perfectly with her black, square-ish glasses. Her eyes are a deep blue, always twinkling. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was part of Amber's squad, but I do know better. And trust me, she definitely doesn't make the cut.

Then we have Sasha, who is probably Kylie's idol. Sasha is a year older than us, and it might sound cool, but she's too nerdy for her own sake.

I guess you'd describe them as gamer girls.

"Hey, so who's your fave Kardashian or Jenner, Kylie? I mean, I'm guessing Kylie. Haha," I say laughing.

Both of them just blink and stare at me.

"Oh c'mon! Don't tell me you don't know who they are! Have you seriously been living under a rock for the past decade?" I say.

"It would be impossible to live under a rock... a cave, maybe? Unless there are creepers!" Kylie said. And, just like that, they both went back to talking about stuff I didn't understand.

At this point of lunch, I just look around the canteen again. Amber and I have stopped talking, and I couldn't feel any more lonely.

I got out my phone and texted my best friend, Kathy. She's from my old school.

"Hey!" I say.

She doesn't reply. I text her again.

"Shut up, I'm having math," she says.

"Geez, sorry."

"Oh, wait. Omg it's you. Lol, I thought you died- you haven't been texting me, and I was like 'wth...'" She says.

"Well thanks for being concerned about my death. Did you at least plan an awesome funeral?"

After a few minutes, I feel someone hovering over my shoulder, staring at my phone. Kylie and Sasha just look at the person, surprised. I turn around.

"Oh, hey, it's you..." I say, in shock. Well, huh, this is weird...

A/N: I honestly hope I left you on a cliffy. I was legit about to put who it was, until I realized, why not tease you? I hope you don't hate me... ✌🏼️✌🏼️✌🏼️. Ok, 'till next time!

PS Comment who you think it is.