"Pillow fight." Carson yelled.
Ok, this isn't one if those pillow fights where the challengers are wearing tight and short pajamas while giggling at a pitch abnormally high and lightly hitting there opponent that is in nearly every cliché movie. No this meant war.
While I went to get some more coke, Carson ate all the ice cream. I emphasise on all the ice cream. Since it is my favourite food in the whole world and it is now all gone, but now digesting in her stomach. I can't even bare the thought. I had to get revenge so therefore I did the most lady like thing I could think of.
I with all my might smacked a pillow over the top of her head.
Resulting in her yelling pillow fight.
Hit after hit we kept whacking pillows at eachother. It they weren't pillows I swear to god that one of us would have died.
After about 10 minutes and out of breath we fell back on the bed, trying to regain a normal breathing pace but it didnt help when we kept bursting into fits of laughter.
After we were finally normal again. I rolled on to my stomach and asked. 'Truth or dare?"
She looked at me and then pursed her lips. "Yeah, why not."
"Ok, truth or dare." I ask.
"Truth." She replies almost instantly. Hm someone doesnt want a dare. I imagine myself rubbing my hands in delight and breaking out into one of those evil laughs, a villian makes when they tell someone their plan. Woah a bit over the top there.
"Ok," I say the first thing that comes to mind. "Who do you like?" Wow Lori that was original.
Her cheeks start to turn into a light shade of red. "Um, uh someone."
I bring my head closer. "Go one, in this question I'm expecting a name."
Now she is full on blushing. "Damien."
"Damien?" I say shocked. "Really over all guys in the world it's Damien, I mean he's just ugh and ew." God I just realized how mean I must have sounded. "But he's a nice guy." I say putting on a smile.
"Save it Lori, you made you're point and your right about Damien." She says a with a tint of hurt in her voice.
"No, no, no." I say waving my hands around frantically in the air. "He's fine and he is actually cool and stuff."
"Really? You think so?" She says a small smile appearing in the corners of her lips.
"Yeah, definitely." I say.
"Ok cause ever since I first saw him in English he seemed like a cool and funny guy." She says.
If you don't remember Damien was the guy who was flirting with me when Bree and Derek were doing their little performance. I can already imagining her snickering at that.
"Yeah, just don't get your heart broken." I mutter under my breath.
"What?" She says.
I quickly cover up. "Thank god you dont like Tyler."
She scruches up her nose, squeezes her eyes shut and sticks out her tounge as if she had just ate a lemon. "Ew Tyler, he's just a player and ugh no. "
Thank god for that comment, I could not stand to have another friend of mine drooling over Tyler. Or even worse Mason. Awkward.
"Good minds think alike." I say.
Not understanding what I meant by that she tilts her head to the side and raises her eyebrows.
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Life in Reality
Teen Fiction"Lori, come back here." He yelled. I didn't look back, I was unable to look at the face of the boy who may have just ruined my life. It started with a piece of writing. A piece of writing that didn't have much meaning to Lori Parker. But what Lori d...
