April 19th, 2014.
“We haven’t talked in, like, forever.”
“That should be, like, against the law.”
“Like, totally!”
“Okay, if we talk like stupid popular girls one more time, I swear, I’ll have to kill someone. It’s so annoying.”
“You said it, sista’.”
“You did not.”
“I did too. Now, how about you tell me what’s been going on there? Why are you so tense and shit lately?”
“Uh… How’s the weather in SD?”
“Don’t avoid the question.”
“What question? You’re avoiding the only question that was asked.”
“What? No! I asked you two questions!”
“I never heard anything but ‘I did too,’ followed by my question.”
“But I just–”
“What?”
“Lily, stop inter–”
“What?”
“Lil–”
“What?”
“Y’know what–?”
“What?”
“You’ll answer my question eventually. By force or willingly, you will answer.”
“What?”
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The Calls [Jaime Preciado] [Book 2]
FanfictionTwenty-four year old Lily Jones finally gets to talk to Jaime Preciado, the bassist of Pierce the Veil, over the phone instead of on paper. She gets to learn more about Jaime as she talks to him over the course of a year. Through all of the ups and...