after we were done eating our awsome tacos, tatum put on Netflix and put on American dad. she left the room and got some popcorn with tea. " i have some close freinds of mine coming over tommorow and i was wondering if you would like to meet them? " i hesitated "sure i would love to. " she sat down beside me and took a hand full of popcorn. i focused on the screen as Roger got drunk again.
next morning~~~~~~~
" hey bitch, get up" tatum said playfully hitting me with a pillow. " im up slut , im up " i waved a hand to show that i was awake. she pulled me out of bed and onto my feet " hurry up theyll be here in twenty minutes !"
"ok, ok" i responded pushing her out of the room and shutting the door behind her. i changed out of my tank top and shorts into jean shorts and a t shirt. i walked out into the living room and saw Tatum in jean shorts and a v neck t shirt along with her high heeled flip flops. for a bigger girl she wasnt afraid to show off her body, she would mess anyone up if they thought negative about her anyway, then again none would really say mean things to her anyway. " why dont you have shoes on yet?" she asked looking up from her sketchpad. " i didn't know we were going somewere" "i should have told you, come on, ill help you pack your stuff to." " why?" she looked at me and smiled "were going to spain!"
