Chapter 4- Making Friends isn't so easy

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"OMG! You're kidding, right?" I think Elsa just burst my eardrums, OUCH!

Before I could tell her I'm not joking I hear a knock at my door. "Come in" I told the person at the other side of the door.

In came walking the last person I'd expect to see.

"Drew?" I hung-up on Elsa, reminding myself that I will have to explain why tomorrow.

"Hi, so I thought I might as well get to know you because I'm staying here for two weeks."

WHAT?!

Just as I was about repeat my thoughts he spoke "I can see the shocked expression on your face so I'm guessing you had no clue" he said which sounded more like a question.

"Yeah, anyway why do you want to talk to me?" I ask because let's face it, he the big-time pop star talking to me-ordinary, ugly and I am not somebody that would be asked to talk to him.

"I find you interesting, and you are the first that hasn't thrown themselves at me. us, you didn't act like I was a celebrity, so that's why I want us to 'talk'." Yep that says it, he is delusional.

So I said nervously, "Okay, uhh want to play a game? 20 questions?" He must of agreed because he nodded.

"I'll start. What's your favourite colour?" he asked.

"Wow very original" I said sarcastically which made him giggle "Red, how about you?"

"Strangely enough, red, your turn."

"Do you play Minecraft? Remember this is a crucial question in becoming my friend." I asked, although not a single trace of being un-seriousness.

He just smile and answered a simple "yep" popping the 'p'.

"Good, because if you said no I'd have to kick you out of my room there and then." I said jokingly.

"Next question, are you doing the Talent Quest?" I think my heartbeat stopped for a second because, 1, I can't lie 2, I don't have a second.

"Uhh well you umm, hey look at the time! It's homework time." I laughed nervously.

Thankfully God was on my side because Drew left.

"PHEW" I fake wiped the sweat away from my forehead.

This 'making friends' things isn't gonna be so easy after all.

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