*Amelia's POV*
I lay back on my dark green bedspread and grab my phone. I scroll through my contacts and realized I had no one to call. Wow, so cool aren't I? I decide on music instead, although I'd rather have someone to talk to. I turn on One Republic and listen to it humming along.
I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
'Til all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those ears
I hear a knock on the door and slowly get up. I open the door and lean against the door frame.
"Yes?", I ask yawning.
"Well nice to see you too.", Jordan say chuckling.
"Oh hey Jordan."
"Hey, are you doing anything?"
"Nope, why?"
"Well I thought you might be hanging out with friends or something.", I laugh at him and he seems confused.
"I don't have any friends."
"Yes, you do I'm your friend.", he says.
"Oh well, correction then, I have one friend."
"Well that one friend is inviting you over to hang out with him and his friends."
"Hmm I think I can fit it in my plans."
"Good, and do you wanna change?"
"What's wrong with this?", I ask looking at my ACDC baseball tee, jeans and black converse.
"Nothing just checking sometimes girls are temperamental about those things."
"Because I'm so temperamental."
"Hey I never said that!"
"Whatever",I say following him outside. I see the rain coming down in sheets and groan. I usually loved the rain but right now was not the time.
"Umm where your car."
"I walked.", he says and I nod.
"To my car then!", I yell running over to the small black car. I get in the driver side and look at him.
"You're an idiot, walking in Seattle."
"Says you."
"True.", I say remembering that I had walked to his house and it had started raining. I start driving and Jordan reaches toward the radio. I glare at him, making him give me a confused look.
"House rules Jordan, drive picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."
"Really?"
"Yes really.", I say turning it up.
"I have a feeling you didn't come up with that."
"Nah its Supernatural.", I say laughing. He chuckles as we pull up to his house. We run inside and I'm met by about 3 sets of eyes. Jordan follows me and takes his sweatshirt off, while I stand there awkwardly.
"Don't just stand there introduce yourself.", one of them in a plaid shirt says.
"I'm Amelia.", I say quietly.
"You can call her Amy.", Jordan say plopping on the couch next to a guy in a striped shirt.
"Let her speak.", the guy in the striped shirt says.
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