The Bad Boys Laugh

Chapter Five

Aris Williams

I had every intention of sleeping in on a Sunday morning. I might believe in God the almighty or whatever, but whenever you cant sleep at night because of an undiagnosed case of insomnia, he should definitely have some leniency on me going to church or not.

Back to what I was saying, sleep, you know? Whenever I can get all day's thoughts out of my mind and pretend I am on a date with Daniel Sharman at a Lorde's concert.

Yeah, getting woken up by an overenthusiastic Julia Jackson kind of ruined those plans.

"Get your cute little ass up. We're going shopping." Her entire body was now laying on my own that was very comfortable underneath the blue comforters I got like three years ago for Christmas.

Mumbling words that I couldn't even figure out myself, Julia just pushed her body harder onto mine.

"shet oof." It kind of sounded like get off. Right?

"Hmm, what's that? Push harder? That's dirty Williams, just dirty."

More mumbling.

"Huh? If you wanna do it that way I have a di-"

"I SAID GET OFF!" I was yelling more on the fact of her being dirty than her being annoying, but I knew she was smiling nonetheless.

She rolled off of me, letting me crawl out of my own bed that was seriously moping because I left it. Is that what relationships feel like?

If so?

They should seriously stop being so whiny.

Dressed in bright red jeans, a black shirt with a Marilyn Monroe quote in red writing, black flip flops showing off her hot pink toenails, I couldn't help but send a smile back at the girl I have considered a friend the past two weeks.

After the first day of actually hanging out with her last week, and she figured out that I didn't have much experience in - well anything - she promised to me that she would make it up to me, and put as much teenage experience in the next two years. I only agreed because it made me sort of happy that she was so confident that we would be friends for that long.

Shooing her out of the room, even though she begged to stay, I pulled off the big t-shirt and tried to find something decent enough to leave my house in.

Blue American Eagle hoodie with black writing : Check

Black jeans : Check

Black sneakers with mismatched socks underneath : Check

Ready to go.

...

"I cant believe you don't take showers in the morning. That's jus- That's just gross."

Rolling my eyes because I have told her a hundred times before why I couldn't take a shower in the morning, I explained once more, hoping, yet doubting that it would get through her thick skull.

"They make me sleepy, and help me fall asleep. At night. You know, because I cant sleep well."

Swearing that she was going to start glaring at me even though she was driving, I flicked her radio on to distract her enough to pay attention to the road.

Makes sense right?

'Royals' came on, and after much debate, she let me switch it, because she was such a 'good friend.' Or so she says.

After a while of driving, and the comfortable silence/ radio playing, JJ has to ruin it.

"When do you have to start babysitting Shonn?" She mustve had to hear it off of her brother or Shonn himself, because I damn well didn't say anything about it.