Pizza Party

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(A/N: ASDFGHJKL YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!! I love you!!!!)

Diva's POV

"LYDIA WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!" I shouted as I ran crazy around our house. "Diva shut up okay. We're gonna go eat pizza with them and maybe kiss them but I have no idea," Lydia said very serious from the couch. I laughed and sat down next to her. "So are we gonna wear what we have on?" She shook her head as she flipped through the TV channels. "Nope, we gotta wear something that doesn't have their faces on it." I nodded. "Okay so like what?" Lydia stood up and grabbed my hand before guiding me to our room. She threw open the closet doors and pointed at my clothes. "Anything that doesn't have their faces on it. Like how about your "I woke up like this" shirt with those pink jeans?" She took them out and set them on my bed.

Her clothes were already in the other bedroom, we were in the process of getting separate rooms. (A/N: guys I know its probably confusing that in the first chapter they shared a room but in this one their changing rooms XD sorry!!) Her bed was all torn up and my stuff was thrown everywhere too because of the moving stuff around thing. "Can I pick what you wear?" I asked and she nodded. I followed her to the other big bedroom where her clothes were. "How about your "You can't sit with us" shirt and black jeans?" I took them out of the closet and handed them to Lydia. "Yes! Dude we are really good at this," she laughed and shooed my out of her room so she could get changed. I went to my room and got changed into my outfit, which I was in love with.

When Lydia was done, she knocked on my door and strode in, she had teased her hair a little and put on eyeliner and her purple Vans. I wasn't gonna do anything really, I was too lazy. "It's 6:55," she said as I put on my Converse. "Lets jam," I said and grabbed my phone and we headed out the door. We crossed the yards to their front door and knocked. Jayy answered the door, in black skinny jeans and his "Kill the hipsters" shirt. "Hey guys, come on in," he smiled his beautiful smile and stepped aside to let us in. "Dahvie's in the kitchen yelling at the pizza guy." We followed Jayy into the kitchen where indeed,

Dahvie was yelling into the phone. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DONT DELIVER HERE?!?" He shouted. "WHATEVER IM NOT PAYING FOR MY PIZZA WHEN WE GET IT!" He slammed the phone down and saw us. "Sorry girls," he looked a little embarrassed. We giggled and Jayy chuckled and said, "Well let's go for a ride!" He grabbed the car keys from Dahvie's hand and raced us to the car, me beating Lydia to the front seat.

"Haha!" I laughed as I climbed into the front next to Jayy. "Shut up Diva, as least you can't control the radio, because Jayy will hurt you if you even try." I looked back at Lydia to see she was smirking at me. "She's right, I control the radio. You touch, you ride in the trunk," Jayy said. I nodded in understanding and turned back around to face the front of the car. If we would've started driving and I was facing backwards, I would probably throw up. As we drove, we got to know each other better. We each took turns asking each other questions. "Lydia, whats your middle name?" Jayy asked. "THOMAS!" I shouted before she could answer. By then we were pulling into the pizza place so I didn't have to explain why I shouted that right away. I shot out of the car and followed Jayy inside. "Thomas is really her middle name?" He whispered to me as we waited for the pizza. "No it is not, Jayy," Lydia huffed. "That's the name of my second love." I started laughing uncontrollably as Jayy stared at us both.

"Okay we'll I'm gonna get the pizza now," he stepped away from us and followed Dahvie up to the counter. "THOMAS REALLY DIVA?" Lydia yelled at me as soon as they were gone. "Up top," she smiled and put her hand up for a high five. Dahvie came back over with the pizza. "Where's Jayy?" I asked as we headed to the car. "Not paying for this pizza, that's for sure!" He laughed as we got back in the car and waited for Jayy to come back. When he did, his cheeks were tinted a shade of pink. I smirked knowingly at him as he started the car. "Did you pay for the pizza?" He shook his head. "Nope they let me get off easy," he smirked as we headed back home.

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