7- Mondays

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Monday.

Yuck.

Who even invented Mondays? They suck, can't us as a society just get rid of them? Mondays are the beginning to terrible weeks. They are like a jump start back into reality. This weekend was hella fun. I should probably catch you up.

We went to play at the park, we all had lots of fun. At one point, I went down the slide to be caught by Jonah. He flung me up and sat me on his waist. I felt like a toddler being carried. He swung me around as I held on to him for dear life. Then he set me down. That shit had me dazed. I was so dizzy I fell back on Corbyn, who happily caught me. Zach and Jack came back with Mcdonald's for the rest of us. We got a blanket and laid on it as we stared at the stars.

I woke up in the car. The two front seats were reclined back, as were the rest. I was cuddled up next to Daniel and Corbyn when I woke up. They were all still asleep. Poor baby Zach, he looked so uncomfortable. He was sprawled across the floor of the car, which is obviously kind of small. Jack's leg was bumping into his side, while his other was across Daniel, Corbyn, and I's legs. Jonah got front seat while no one was in shot gun. What idiots.

I sat very uncomfortably like that for a little while, until I shimmied out of the car. Luckily I was kind of by the door, but I still didn't want to wake anyone. I climbed over Corbyn and slid out the door, doing no damage to the sleeping pigs. I sat on the slide and contemplated life forf a while, until I heared the door shut. I looked back to see Zach make his way over to me.

" Look at the flop of my hair!" He whined. So I gave him a hand and put it in a man bun, even though he wasn't very happy about it.

We talked while the others slowly wake up. We got breakfast at a diner then went to Jonah's house. They did some drugs which was kind of annoying. A few of us casually disregarded it. We basically hung out the rest of the day until I went home, but Corbyn stayed with someone else. I can't remember who though.

But now it's Monday. So I have school and I think I actually have to go today, seeing my mom got a call about me skipping. Which is honestly amazing. No! I'm 100% kidding. My mom wasn't very mad but said if she gets another call like that this month, she will cancel my phone data.

So yeah, I have to put in work.

I groan as I sit up in my bed. I pull out snapchat to see how absolutely terrible I look, and, it isn'tto bad today. Well, that's if you ignore my total bags. But my skin is pretty clear at least.

I do all my morning things, like washing my face and doing my hair. I put on an oversized hoodie, and leggings. I get my vans and sunglasses. I step downstairs and head to my kitchen, grabbing the longest banana I can find. Tehehe.

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I slam my locker shut as I see a banged up Tyson lurking through the halls. He honest to god looks like shit, and well, he is shit.

" Where's Daniel and Jack!" his voice echoes through the crowded hallway, everyone else goes silent.

" Why are you looking for them?" One of his many hoes ask.

" It doesn't fucking matter!" His voice booms, louder than before.

" Then you shouldn't be looking for us." Daniel and his friends show up behind him.

" AH YOU BITCH" Tyson screaming, bolting towards them. My arms flail. Corbyn slides by me and winks. His arms wrap around me, causing everyone to swoon. Everyone loves them.

A shriek drowns out the surrounding oohs and ahhs. Glancing over Tyson is pinned on the ground with Zach sitting on top of him... Yes. Sitting.

" Hey Lexie! Look at this dweeb!" He yelled at me, pinching his ass.

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