<3: Dedicated to AamnaNasir, because she loves me! :) And I sort of like her back...even if she is slightly creepy...!
Twenty - Two:
"Dude, come on!!! I wanna go to Starbucks!" Alexis yelled, banging on my door.
"No, we're going to Applebees!" Tasia yelled, more to Alexis than me.
"I'm not coming out!" I yelled.
"Whyyyyy notttt???" Alexis whined.
"Because I've been humiliated beyond redemption!" I exclaimed.
"Oh shut up, drama bitch! We're going to fucking Applebees, and then we might stop by at Starbucks. God knows we really need a girl's day out! So get off of your fat ass, it's fucking 3 P.M and you haven't come out of our guest room since last night!" Tasia ranted.
"Ouch."
"Oh, shut up." she snapped.
"Okay, okay. I'm coming." I meekly replied. I unlocked the door, gingerly letting them in. Alexis sat cross-legged on the floor, and Tasia plopped herself on the bed.
I hastily zipped open my suitcase, and Alexis immediately perked up at the sight of clothes.
"Can I choose your outfit?" she asked.
"Sure."
"Really?"
"No."
"Oh."
"Kidding. Go ahead."
After that stimulating and tediously familiar conversation, Alexis pounced on my clothes. I watched her disinterestedly.
Finally, she emerged. Her offerings were not very exotic: a black boat-necked quarter sleeve shirt, dark gray long cut-off shorts, and white (and green) Nike football shoes. It was something I would choose myself, to be honest.
"Perfect choice." I complimented, accepting the clothes and going in a corner to change.
I didn't care that they would possibly see my semi-naked back. I simply refuse to change in bathrooms. It makes me feel disgusting.
"I'm done." I announced, and they slowly uncovered their eyes.
"Awesome. Let's go." Tasia stated, dragging Alexis and I to God knows where. Okay, I'm being stupid. She dragged us downstairs.
We walked outside, quickly shooting a 'bye' to Tamara. A cold wind nipped at my bare legs, and I immediately regretted Alexis's choice of pants. Which were shorts.
I glanced at Tasia and Alexis, and noticed what they were wearing: Sweatshirts and jeans.
"How come you guys are dressed cozy, and I have to freeze my ass off?" I asked, feeling betrayed.
"Beauty hurts." Tasia simply replied.
'You guys suck." I sighed, wrapping my arms around myself.
"Hey, at least we don't swallow. Unlike you..." Alexis retorted, grinning impishly. I shot her a glare, disgusted with her 14 year-old mind.
She chuckled, molding her fingers in to a gun like shape and shooting me. I closed my eyes and acted like I was dead...
"Losers." Tasia scoffed, noticing our lame behavior.
"Bitch." I insulted, disguising it with a cough.
She reached over to whack me, and I broke into a sprint. Spotting Applebees, I raced inside, hoping Tasia would act civil in public.
"How may I help you?" A waitress asked, smiling brightly. She was wearing their customary black shirt and tight-ass pants.
"A table for three, please?" I asked. She led me to a booth in the middle, and I waited for the twins to arrive.
And I couldn't help but rub my hands together in anticipation of some mouthwatering food.
A/N: What up?! Yeah, I'm having like a major writer's block. I've got everything planned out and stuff, but I just don't know how to put it together correctly. And I know this chapter sucked, but I just don't know what to do! And I'm sure your comments and votes will help me get through this. And hopefully, you silent readers will give me some love! Love you, dudes.
- Mia :*
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