book #1 | be with me | jenzie

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chapter 6 - lauren

"siblings make you crazy

but you still love them a lot,"

[edited - 12.12.18]

j o h n n y

i yawned, running my sore back as i scanned my surroundings. what in the world was i doing on the rooftop? the last thing i remembered was sitting in my room talking to lauren. rubbing my eyes, i turned around, freezing when i caught sight of a foreign object curled up beside me, sitting up straight immediately. that brown haired, brown eyed, feisty girl i was talking to last night was still fast asleep. how could i have been so tired that i could sleep here?

sighing, i looked beside me again, staring at her weird sleeping posture. her pillow was underneath her back and her legs were all over the place. sighing, i pulled the pillow out and shoved it under her head. she kicked around a bit before shifting back to the same position. such a terrible posture was going to land her with a spine disease one day.

i kicked the bricks with my foot, sinking into deep thought. now that i thought about it, it was actually, surprisingly, pretty alright with kenzie, as long as she doesn't slap me, i added silently in my heart. maybe we could be friends? i laughed at the absurd thought. since when did i become all friendly with someone who physically attacks me? and she might not even want to be my friend.

to be frank, although i'm quite popular in school, i hardly have any close friends. i did not have a bubbly personality or the ability to make friends with anyone like lauren. although it seems like i have people flocking around me everyday, i don't actually know half of the names of those cheerleaders or jocks. i'm more closed off and hardly trust anyone.

one of my closest friends is brandon, partly because he is shy and doesn't pry into my business, which i was grateful for. we had been friends since middle school and i knew that he isn't my friend just so that he can gain popularity.

then there was nadia, i don't actually know how she became added into our little clique, but no one bothered kicking her out because she throws nice little ferocious tantrums. i don't even known why we were 'together', because apart from snogging a few times in school and pretending to be the power couple, we weren't close at all. we most definitely wouldn't spill our hearts out to each other.

lastly, annie. there were no feelings between us, just that she is one of my best girl friends. she's really sweet and understanding, and her tongue is extra sharp. she helped me when i was facing some problems, so she's practically my second sister. talking about her sarcastic tongue, this wild cat's level of sarcasm was definitely on par with hers.

unconsciously, i turned again to stare at kenzie. she shifted to face me, hugging her pillow tightly. when she was slapping me, i suddenly had a feeling that medusa was reborn, but now that i look at her closely, she did look quite decent. i have to admit, her bare face was much more enticing that nadia's make-up caked one. nadia. i groaned. if she knew that i 'spent the night' with another girl, she'll probably throw a fit again. i don't even know why i'm dating her, she's as fake as her gucci bag.

suddenly, i heard someone cough loudly behind us.

"i found you guys, finally," i spun around and saw lauren smirking at me, her hands on her hips and a knowing expression, as if saying 'i told you so'.

i opened my mouth to speak but she immediately held up her hand, interrupting me.

"i really do not want to hear what happened between you two yesterday night, i mean, it must have been too hot in the room so you guys moved here to do it," she winked while i rolled my eyes and mentally face palmed. she and her wonderful imagination.

before i could explain what happened between us last night, which actually only involves talking, kenzie sat up and beat me to it, looking grouchy.

"nothing happened, lauren, we did not have any physical contact at all, although punching him was obviously on my to-do-list," kenzie smirked, crossing her arms and yawning. her hair looked like a rat had settled in it and gave birth. someone's definitely not a morning person. i chuckled at the sight of her, earning myself a glare.

"i totally support that," she whispered, not softly, making it my turn to flip her off. "so you guys are friends? i knew my matchmaking skills were professional, i should get a job," lauren placed a hand to her heart and feigned weeping, wiping her eyes. kenzie sighed, exasperated while i hid my grin. typical lauren.

"you wouldn't win me even if you tried punching me," i scoffed.

"are you sure? wanna try?"

"build to be a serial killer," i muttered. such a violent girl.

"well, i didn't try to kill you, you did have a murderous bone though, did you forget who tried to choke me?" kenzie smirked at me and asked innocently. this girl was a handful. she just won't drop it, will she?

"slaps can kill too," i argued back weakly and as i had expected, she scoffed.

"oh, they totally can, you poor thing," she cooed sarcastically, eyeing my cheek and i scowled. the red mark must have disappeared. now, what did i say about her sarcasm? dangerous.

"i don't know about you two, but there is a thin line between hate and love, so-" lauren started but faltered when both kenzie had i glared at her.

standing up, i grabbed my pillow and walked past lauren, who was still grinning, looking at us expectantly.

"come on, let's go for breakfast." i urged kenzie, walking down the stairs, totally forgetting that it wasn't my house, after all.

"hey! where are you guys going! johnny you are so dead if aunt melissa finds you walking down!"

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