Romeo and Juliet~H.G.

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Juliet's POV

We closed their house door slowly.

"Ok we gotta be quiet" he whispered.

"Nah? For real? Wow. Didt realize" I whispered sarcastically.

"Don't be a bitch" he whispered.

I yawned. "Sorry I'm tired"

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Finally we got to his room. Him with a coke.

"This was so worth almost getting caught" he said with the coke.

I laughed. "As long as we didt"

I sighed and plopped on his bed.

"Now what?"

"Well now I'm warm, I have a drink, we have access to dogs, snacks, drinks, a tv, phone chargers, so yea. Way better than before."

I nodded. "Good point"

"So, I mean, we're friends, maybe I should know you better. Like...what do you do?"

"I cheer-"

"Really? I play football"

"Really?"

"Yea"

"Wow. Cool. So, I cheer, I dance, I used to do beauty pageants. But I'm to old now, in my opinion. Um....I like pizza-sausage and pepperoni- and sprite."

"Nice. Ok. I'll say some about me. I do football, I like dirt biking, I have a dog, Zan, you know that though. Um..."

"And you can DEFINITELY dance"

"Wait-didt you still hate me when I was on Dancing With The Stars?"

"Yea, but we never REALLY hated each other. We thought we did and we acted like we did but we never really did. And I just had for some reason wanted to watch it." I shrugged.

He stared at me.

"What?"

"Awww, I knew you loved me"

"Gross, get outta here"

"Then why'd you watch it?"

"Why not?"

"Don't answer a question with a question"

"Ok then"