It was Saturday morning, I had woken up and Diana was on the floor sleeping, she had probably rolled off over night. I get up, didn't even bother to wake Diana, I just walked over her. She seemed comfortable. I put my hair up in a bun, wash my face, brush my teeth and walk downstairs.
"Diana's mom called last night" my dad saids as I walked in the living room.
"What she say?" I asked.
"She asked if you girls were still at the Dance, I told her she was spending the night, cause you girls got here late." He said.
"Okay, she should feel better now.." Then I hear her throwing up, upstairs. My dad looks at me.
"Maybe a good breakfast, will." As he walks to the kitchen. I roll my eyes and run upstairs. I open the bathroom door and Diana was washing her mouth, and she looks at me.
"You okay" I say.
"I'm fine, what happened last night" she asked.
"You got drunk. Where the hell did you even get alcohol from D!?" I say.
"I'm sorry.." She said putting her hand on her forehead. "It's fine, come on lets have breakfast." You and Diana head downstairs.
"You feel okay Diana?" My dad asked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry Mr. Edwin." Diana says. Its fine dont worry about it, you girls eat, I have to head to work, and Diana make sure to call your mom, she was pretty worried last night, I told her you were spending the night but I still think you should call her." He says kissing my forehead and waving bye to Diana. He walked out.
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"Uhhhhh! I'm never drinking again!" Diana says slamming her head on the table.
"I got his number." I say smiling. She quickly looks up.
"Number?! Who?! When?!" She says.
"Last night. The guy who..." She cuts me off.
"The blue eyed guy!! Omg!! Jules!!" She says standing up.
"You texted him right!?"
"No..what im I suppose to say." I say. Diana walks over to you takes your phone.
"Let me see, whats the number?" You stand up trying to take ypur phone back.
"Daniel. Right." She saids.
"D. No." I tried taking it back. She turned to face me. Putting my phone behind her.
"Fine, I'll give it back in one condition." I rolled my eyes.
"You have to text him." I looked at her. She looked at me, smiling. After i thought about it for a while, I accepted.
"Fine. I'll text him, just give me my phone, ypu need to call your mom anyway." I said. Her eyes opened wide.
