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Then. "Hannah, wanna sleep over mine tonight?" I ask. "Sure. Why?" She asks. I roll my eyes. "You're cool, I need new friends, I can't spend the rest of my life with Jocks" I say. She laughs. "That's true." She says. "So come over at 6?" I ask. She nods,"see you then." We go our separate ways and I head over to Zach. "Hey, fuckface." I say, scaring him. "Jesus, hey." He says. "Wanna come over tonight?" He asks. "Sorry, can't, new girl is coming to my place." I say. "Hannah?" He asks. I nod. "You're not gonna get a new best friend right?" He asks, sarcastically holding his heart. I roll my eyes. "You're so dramatic. Course not" I say, laughing. He wraps his arm around my shoulder-like he usually does, for best friends he's touchy as fuck, but I love it, if I'm honest. --- 5:55, Hannah should be here soon. I go downstairs and grab all the snacks out of the cupboards. My dad isn't in-as usual, fuck knows where he goes. After about 10 minutes, I hear my doorbell ring. I answer the door and Hannah is standing there, soaking wet. She immediately comes in. "Wait,It's raining?" I ask. "Noooo" she says, sarcastically. "Did you walk here?" I ask. She nods. I start laughing. "Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?" I ask. She shrugs. "It wasn't raining when I left." She says. I nod. "Well go get changed and come down here, my room is on the first right." I say. She nods and heads upstairs. 5 minutes later I hear Hannah shout,"hey have you got a sweater I can borrow?" "Yeh! See that chest of drawers in my room?" I shout. "Yeh!" She says back. "Third drawer!" I shout. "Thanks!!" She says. I laugh as I hear her come downstairs. "Why is this sweater so big?" She asks, tugging at it. "Oh, that's Zach's" I say. "Are you two dating?" She asks. "No. Just friends." I say. She nods and opens up a bag of Doritos. "So, where are your parents? And do you have siblings?" She asks.
"My mom died a while ago, my dad, fuck knows where he is, he's barley home, always doing something for his job. When mom died he didn't want anything to do with me and my brother, Ethan." I say. "Shit." She says. "What about you?" I ask. "It's the cliché mom, dad and daughter pact. We're close, but my dad gets on my nerves sometimes, typical." She says. I laugh,"at least they love you." She nods. "Wanna watch a movie?" I ask, passing her my TV remote."I'll go get some blankets and shit." She nods. I come back downstairs with loads of blankets and pillows. "Shit, Ella." She says. I laugh. "Gotta make it comfortable." I say. We set up some sort of area to sleep, laughing a lot as we did. I then get a text from Zach.
