Best Friends - Lumax

17

Sorry it's been so long. I HATE MY SCHOOL WORK! ITS AWFUL AND TAKES LITERALLY FOREVER! Anyways...ok with the chappy!

I rush home and bang on the front door. "WHAT?!" I hear a scream. Billy. I pound the door harder. I hear a groan but the door doesn't open. He's blasting loud music.  "OPEN THE DOOR, JERK!" I yell back. The door swings open. Billy folds his arm. He's wearing workout clothes and a cigarette is hanging from his lip. I scrunch up my nose against the horrible smell. Billy rolls his eyes and walks back into the house. He continues weightlifting. I grab the weight and hold it tight. Billy flashes me an angry look. "Where's mom?" I ask, innocently. Billy scowls but does nothing.

"In the kitchen." He mutters through gritted teeth. I give him a bittersweet smile and make my way to the kitchen. My mom is stirring something in a large, black pot. She stops stirring, looks over at me, and raises an eyebrow. "Moooooom? Can I go on a weekend trip with my friends?" I ask in the sweetest voice possible. My mom frowns and thinks for a second. She sighs and leans over the table with the spoon in her hand. "Which friends?" Mom asks, confused. I hear the music turn down and Billy just happens to be casually walking in. I let out a frustrated sigh. Billy swings open the refrigerator door and sticks his head in. "Just El, Mike, Dustin, Will, and um...Lucas..." I reply. Billy suddenly pulls his head out of the fridge and looks up at me in surprise. I meet his gaze, steadily. His nostrils are flaring and he's glaring. Mom bits her lower lip, obvious to our stares. She looks at me and sighs softly. "Alright...don't get too crazy though." Mom's says with a wink. Billy nods.

"So basically no partying to hard, no sleeping in the same bed with boys, NO KISSING BOYS, and when your swimming, don't wear something that's really showy." Billy rants. I look over at my mom. She just nods in agreement. I groan. "Fiiiiine." Mom leans over and kisses me on the forehead. Then she leans back and starts stirring. Billy gives me a final glare and strides out of the kitchen. "Now go pack!" Mom exclaims. I nod and run to my room. I swing open my closet door. I pull out normal clothes, my spare toothbrush, and hairbrush. I smirk and grab my bikini and my one piece. I grab a red backpack and shove my bikini in first. Then I put all my clothes in and set my one piece on the top carefully before zipping it up. I toss the backpack on the ground and lay down on my bed, wishing it was tomorrow.