A Knot In My String

Razzilla

Taylors pov

Tonight bout to be LIT!

crap... why was I talking like a teenager who just successfully robbed a gas station? This School is getting to my head. I mentally rolled my eyes. I swear it's spreading like a disease! I can't turn in to that?

"TAYLOR! GET DOWN HERE! ADELE AND JAYLEIGH ARE HERE!"

I grinned to myself thinking about Jayleigh. Her bright gray-blue eyes and light brown hair. Actually. I think her eyes are hazel. Those MIGHT be contacts. Or maybe that's Adele. Ya know what... I'm gonna ask her today. I'm going to find out her eye color.

"TAYLOR"

I snapped out of my thoughts and got up from the desk that held all of my art supplies and ran downstairs to see my future wi- best friend. Only my brother knew I liked Jay. Supposedly.
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"Hey my lovely chicas" I tango-walked over to the sisters. For some reason I was feeling all bubbly right now, so I decided to embrace it. I mean, when don't I?

"Hello my fine lookin' chico" Jayleigh said in a joking around- flirty way like usual. But to me, it was all real. Every. Single. Time.

"So, how's our little manchild doing?" Adele asked.

"Good! And will you stop calling me that?"

"We will when you get together with Jayleigh"

When I took in what Adele said I blushed and looked over at my very idiotic brother and gave him a very sharp look. He just furrowed his eyebrows at me and shrugged his shoulders. My stomach jumped and i think i cringed back into my lower intestine. I looked back at the girls to act surprised. Jayleigh was blushing too and Adele was grinning eat to ear. Was it that obvious? And with that, Razzlynn walked in. I covered up my blush with a smile and moved on from the awkwardness.

" Hello my fine unicorns!" Razzlynn smirked. She had her glasses on and bed bath and beyond shopping bags on her arms. Probably the clothes she was gonna change into for the party tonight. Jay and Adele where already changed into theirs as far as know. Which doesn't start for another four hours. We decided to meet up beforehand and go watch the new wonder woman that just came out.

I screamed "this is gonna be so fetch!" Waving my hands around as we walked into the theatre. Razzlynn turned around and said

"Gretchen! Don't say that!"

"Regina! It's coming back!" I said in a high, pouty, feminine tone.

"No it's not because it was. never. In."

Razzly- I meant Regina spat back.

"Hmph" and with that I crossed my arms and looked down. All I could do was giggle.
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Lukes pov
"I am so flipping mad that he died! That was like so un-called for! They should have fallen in love!" Razzlynn said with a few years running down her face. I laughed and turned to Taylor so that we could make fun of the sobbing girls huddled together. I looked over to not see him. I turned back to the girls and instead of 3 girls, I saw 4. And one's name was Taylor. Sobbing in the crook of Jays neck.

Babies.

Hormones.

"This is so unfair!" She stomped around the parking lot.

I laughed at Razzlynns crying face.

"Calm down there Razzilla!" I jokingly yelled at her.

She slowly lifted her head with a very serious look on her face. A look that I know too well. It's the calm before the storm.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!"

"razz...lynn... I said... Razzlynn..." I squeaked out.

"Oh I know what you said!"

And I knew what to do from there. I ran. I ran back into the movie theatre but not before I almost got hit by a car in the parking lot.

I ran through through the gap in between the front desks and started yelling. I looked back being my shoulder and she was only about 6 feet behind. I ran into the first theatre-still yelling, probably not the best idea- until I popped out of the hallway leading into the big screen. I looked up with just enough time to see about 90 people with either angry or amused faces, just to get knocked down by Razzi-Razzlynn.

"Dang your heavy woman!"

Probably not the best thing to say to her. She actually isn't heavy. Just trying to mess with her.

"Hey! I'm only 103 pounds! What are you? Like 800? 900?"

I scoffed.

Suddenly all of the weight was lifted off of me and a couple deep voices mumbling a couple things and my all really burning lungs started to burn more.

"I'm sorry!"

"Sorry ma'am but you are no longer allowed in this theatre"

And then I was being lifted up too. I was brought up to my feet and almost blinded by a very bright flash light.

I regret everything. Or do I?

We were both practically dragged to the front door with Razzilla right by my side.
And that is how I got kicked out of a movie theatre. And I'm supposed to be the good one.
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Hola! I'm really sorry it's so short but I haven't updated in a while so I had to improvise/ add a filler. Sorry😟 but I'm kinda proud of this one so... Yeah. *whispers to self* don't forget to vote!