Here We Go Again.

Coney Island

Weekend/date day:

"What's wrong with my outfit Austin?" I throw my hands in the air annoyed of his judgment. I was wearing checkered they weren't sweatpants but they were baggy and then tight at the bottom. With an Argentina soccer team jersey. So what. My style was different. I liked it.
  "Us, why do you hunk you can be weird?" He asks I gasp dramatically.
  "You're one of my best friends. You're suppose to support my crazy decisions" I state.
  "This is one of your bad ones, because you're going on a date kind of" he tells me. "Right Stella?"
  "I don't want to get into this" Stella says doing her makeup. I had some light makeup on.
  "I'm wearing what I want Austin. It's my body, and if Dylan can't handle it he can fuck off" I say.
  "Fine whatever" he waves me off. "You're so extra."
  "I am. And I fully admit it" I stick my tongue out to him he rolls his eyes sitting on my bed.
  "Who's driving us?" Stella changes the topic.
  "Sam" I reply.
  "But what about Dylan and all?" She asks.
  "He's going with his friends."
  "Do you not want to go with him?" She asks more questions.
  "You think that I got scared from someone honking on the street one time that I would go in a car with him who I've been on 1 date with?" I asked.
  "Right" she nods.
  "It's also a 48 minute drive" I state.
  "Right again" she nods.
  "Hey guys" Sam walks into my room.
  "Hey" we respond.
  "Sam tell me, does Jo look like a crazy ass Bitch?" Austin asks I roll my eyes. Sam's eyes avert to me.
  "No why?" He shrugs.
  "She's wearing checkered pants for starters" he starts. "And a soccer jersey."
  "So what" he shrugs again. "Have you seen what people wear nowadays?" He says sitting down on the bed too. We were now all waiting on Stella so finish her makeup. She was dressed in a skater dress.
  "See Exactly Austin. Don't be a dumbass" I say.
  "Whatever. You guys are the same, so you're both weird" Austin shakes his head.
  "Fuck. Off." I tell him.
  "Would love to" he smirks at me. "Hurry up Stella, it's not like you're actually on the date he just likes you" Austin groans.
  "Shut up" She waves him off. "I'm almost done."
  "Your makeup isn't even like huge glam yet you took an hour on it" I said.
  "Whatever ass. Stop judging me" she gets up off the floor from my mirror. "We're good."
  "Has Dylan left yet?" They ask me.
  "He said he was leaving at 2:30" I tell them. It was almost 2:30.
  "Great so we can go now too" Sam stands up. I ran my bag making sure I have my money and then I slip on my black defaults vans, and then we all went out to Sam's car.

  "Can we stop at the gas station, so I can get myself a drink and some chips?" I asked.
"Bitch you'll be eating all of Coney Island" Austin says.
  "Hop off my dick Austin" I said as Sam started to drive. I was upfront.
  "We also need to pick up Caleb and Kyle so yeah we can stop" Sam says.
  "Thanks!" I grin. I was up front right now. Obviously.
  "How many of his friends is he bringing? Are you bringing too many?" Stella asks.
  "No he's bringing Parker obviously, Justin, Nate, Ryan, Taylor, and I'm pretty sure someone else" I shrug.
"Oh, this is a giant group" Austin says I nod.
"Yeah" I nod.
"Kyle better not be a bummer" Austin mutters. "Cause I will hurt him."
"Bitch you're weaker than a rat" I said and Sam and Stella laugh.
"Shut the fuck up" he chuckles out.

We first stop to get Caleb and Kyle.
"Wassup fuckers!" Caleb squished in. "Whose lap can I sit on?" He asks.
"No ones, Kyle can sit in yours" Austin mutters Stella nods in agreement.
"Fine" he huffs. "Jo?"
"If your fine with he crouched up here. Sure" I reply he grins.
"You're always gonna be the best" he says.
"I know" I nod.

We get Kyle and they all somehow manage to fit in there. It was a Jeep. So there was like a small space back there.
"Why don't one of you go to the very back. Just lay there or Caleb and Kyle can go together and make out!" I suggest.
"Fuck off" Kyle says. He stands up omg he back while Sam drives and falls over to the back I laugh.