"Hey!" He says showing me a beautiful smile.
"Hey" I replied looking at his handsome face.
"Are you here by yourself?" He asks me showing a breath taking smile.
"Kind of..." I answer back at him, I didn't came alone, but I think I might be leaving...
Once we finished cleaning everything its like 4:30 so we both take a quick shower and get ready. I wear a casual outfit since just our closest friends are coming and we aren't going out.
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I go to Jen's room and she is still with just a towel on, she is in her closet analyzing all her possible outfits.
"Hey, not ready yet?"
"Nop, what can I wear? I'm between twenty different outfits."
"Just wear something casual. Look I'll help you, show me two tops, two pants and I'll tell you which."
"Okay. This blouse or this crop top?" Jen says holding the two tops.
"Crop top."
"Okay, shorts or jeans?" She holds the shorts higher than the jeans, meaning she wants me to choose the shorts.
"Shorts, and for the shoes just wear your white converse."
"Okay, thanks! Why don't you go and get some snacks from the store downstairs, since you're ready."
"Ohh come on! I hate going to the that store, and you know it."
"So do I. Look I'm not ready yet and the guys will be here in any second now, so you'll have to go."
"Ahh! Lets just tell the guys to bring the snacks."
"Nop we can't do. We are in charge of snacks, they're going to bring the food, drinks and a board game."
"Fine! But next time is your turn to go to that frickin store."
"Fine, tell Mr. Nutters I say hi." Jen says laughing and I just give her the finger and leave to the store.
Once I get back from the store James and Dylan are already in the kitchen helping Jen do the drinks.
"Someone! Help!" I yell once I'm inside. Dylan comes running and gets the bags from me and takes them to the kitchen. "Thanks" I say and walk to the kitchen. Jen is preparing some stuff while James is leaning in the counter watching Jen cook.
"Hey, how's Mr. Nutters?" James says wiggling his eyebrows.
"Stop it, it isn't funny." I say really angry.
"Who's Mr. Nutters?" Dylan asks while eating some chips, and leaning next to James in the counter.
"You don't know who Mr. Nutters is?" James asks quite offended.
"No, every time I ask something happens and I don't get to know."
"You don't want to know Dylan." Jen says.
"Mr. Nutters is the owner from the drugstore downstairs."
"Yeah I know that."
"Okay, so turns out one day this two girls went to buy some stuff to the store downstairs, right?"
