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"Omg I cant take it anymore" I yelled in my pillow. It has been two days since the Grier's left and I have nothing to do. I walked around for a while but it was weird since I had nobody I knew with me. Back home in New Jersey I was always with friends and we occasionally did something together. I still have loads to unpack, but it's small things like accessories and a few books. You see I would do that but I'm in my lazy stage and I can't bring myself to do anything. I'd walk around and annoy people, mostly my brother, but other than that I'm stuck in this prison called my room. I would say I'm to board to do anything but I actually want to interact with people. Familiarize my self more with the neighborhood so I don't get lost and have to ask people for directions. Truthfully , I hope to make some friends that maybe able to keep me .

I quickly slip on my black skinning jeans, a white tank top and a plaid shirt. I also put my hair in a quick messy bun and slip on my white vans. on my way out the door I make sure to grab my penny board. Im to exhausted of doing nothing to walk but skating sort of the same thing. After skating around the neighborhood for a while to familiarize myself I realize I have a strong urge for a mocha coffee. I follow the directions Nash gave me the other day to go the the Starbucks around some corner and luckly it's not far from where I am from. I see the sign and smile widely. Finally my baby coffee will come to me.

"YES!" I yelled. I look down extremely embarrassed. I forgot I was outside and not inside. Oops. I guess I earned the few glances from people gave me as I was skating by. I slowly stopped skating and picked up my penny board and hold it in my hand. I walk into Starbucks and I immediately smell the aroma of the coffee. Mmmmm. Everybody looks up as I walk in but than they continued on what they were doing. I walk up to the line and stand behind these too girls. They must be a usual customer here since the employees greet them by a first name bases. When I finished ordering my coffee I stood by the waiting area near the girls and I guess they noticed me since they started to walk towards me. Am actually about to make some friends?

"Hey. You look new here. I haven't seen you around. Im Jady." the first girl said. Before I respond I give her look a quick glance. she has curly hair that's down , high waisted shorts and a long sleeve crop top with daises all over them. Shes really pretty.

"Oh Hi um.. Im Leah but you can call me lee. and yeah I'm I just moved into town." I said.

"Well you cant forget about me. I'm Laura. The one and only" that made me giggle since she did this weird hand motion.

"Why don't you come sit with us. you look pretty lonely. Let's get to know each other" said Jady.

"Yeah sure. I was in need of friends anyway." I replied.

And just as we said we talked and talked hours straight. once we said our goodbyes we exchanged numbers. I made sure to text both of them right away.

when I got home I just layed in my bed and thought. I didn't move, I just layed down and thought. after just laying for a while I realized I still haven't texted Nash yet. I feel a bit bad but now I made friends so its not all that bad.

To Jolly Rancher- Heyy whats up? How is your tour thing going?

He replied back quite fast. way faster than I expected.

To Me- Heyy. Im in my hotel room on my laptop doing nothing as always. And its going pretty good. its gets better and better every time. :)

To Jolly Rancher-that's good to hear and I finally made some friends other than you Hayes and Skylnn.

To Me- that's good to know but now im not your only friend. Kind of a downer. Lol

To Jolly Rancher- haha but you were my first friend. you still have a special title I guess.

And that was how the night went on. Me and Nash sending texts just to text. Before I go to sleep 'Im going to keep in mind that me moving didn't turn out as bad as I thought.

(Well im back! It was sort of a filler but its something right? Anyway enjoyyyy - Leee xx)

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