New House New School

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Ariel's POV

"Hey, Jack, could you please wake up my creep of a brother?" I heard Stella, my roommate, shout from downstairs.

She was the Alex to my Jack, practically friends since we wore diapers. We usually joke about being the female version of Jalex, so she's Alex. Her argument, 'I'm older,' which is true only by days! Our parents finally allowed us to move in with Mason, Stella's older brother. He didn't mind since the three of us got along well.

"Sure thing Alex," I shout back, stopping at Mason's bedroom door.

"Yo! Wake up you have work!"

"Wake me up when September ends," I heard him grumble.

"Okay, you'll have little time to buy us birthday presents," I announced with a smirk.

"Whatever, go to school."

"We need a ride, dick biscuit!"

"No. You want a ride, walk to school like normal kids." With that I sighed going downstairs, to see my blue haired friend. We basically both agreed to dye our hair blue as a sign of friendship, and in our birthday week we would get matching tattoos.

"He didn't want to get up," I shrugged.

"That means we'll have to walk," she sighed. Out of the two of us, she hated walking, I actually liked walking as crazy as it may seem.

"Whatever, lets go to school, yeah?" I smile trying to find the positive.

"You're not wearing any pants," she points at my girl boxer briefs. Hey don't judge! They're quite comfortable.

"Fuck! This happened yesterday!" I said as I ran upstairs.

"This happens everyday!" She shouted back trying hard not to laugh. I quickly slipped into my black ripped skinny jeans and ran back downstairs.

"Ok, I'm pretty sure I'm wearing pants now," I stated, looking down making sure. I didn't quite trust myself, you see.

"Let's go, you big goof." She tugged on my hand. As I exited the house, I grabbed my messenger bag, which happened to be covered by doodles I drew with sharpie. She got out her phone and faced me with a smirk.

"Do it," I smirked back, she pressed play and soon we're singing along to Stella by All Time Low.

"3 pm on my feet and staggering

Through misplaced words and a sinking feeling

I got carried away

Sick, Sick of sleeping on the floor

Another night another score

I'm jaded, bottles breaking." We sang to each other with goofy smiles.

"You're only happy when I'm wasted

I point my finger but I just can't place it

Feels like I'm falling in lov-OOF!" We both fell on the floor caused by someone pushing us to the ground.

"Sorry!" A guy who was tanned and had an Aussie accent said as he ran to the school that was in front of us.

"Weird," I mumbled getting up dusting my white Blink-182 shirt and my jeans off.

"You don't say," Stel agreed, getting up as well.

"Lets just get our schedules," I said walking up the steps of the school. This made me happy, the fact that the school was very close you our house was amazing! This would make skipping school so easily, not that I would...

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