Let it Be

12

UNEDITED

October 8 12:05 ; Ashley

"Did you have fun at the party?" Mya asks.

"No. It was extremely boring. The only fun part was watching drunk people doing stupid things." I say bluntly.

"I thought it was fun." Mya said.

"really? a guy vomited all over you." Matthew scrunches his nose.

"I can't believe Matt never got drunk." she says.

"I'm right here you know? and I never get drunk." he argues.

"what about Xavier's party a year ago?" She asks.

"There was a bowl of gummy bears and I ate the entire thing."

"Really? I thought that was the alcohol."

"Gummy bears makes me do strange things."

"Oh that's why you were making an imitation of a dinosaur." Mya laughs.

"an imitation of a dinosaur?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Yeah, it was insanely hilarious." Mya laughs.

"I wanna see."

"No."

"please?"

"let me think about it." He said.

"No." he finalizes.

"fine." I huff.

I turn around in my seat and look down at my plate. once I grab my fork, I feel a sharp pain against my temple.

I look to the direction of where I was flicked which was the right side of my forehead and I see Matthew acting all innocent.

"Did you just flick me?" I snap.

"That was Mya." he lies.

"Ya lyin'." Mya says.

"Are you serious? now she's saying it also?" I point to Mya.

"She's saying what?" Mya asks.

"My phrase."

"Yeah. her 'phrase'." Matthew says and puts air quotes on 'phrase'.

"shut up. I'm still mad that you flicked my forehead. it fucking hurts." I say then rub my temples.

"Woah! Ashley just swore. what's next? going to a Disney website without parents permission?" Matthew teases.

"Don't talk to me." I say and avoid eye contact with him.

"Awww c'mon Ashley, I was only kidding." He laughs.

silence

"Ashleyyyy."

"C'mon talk to me."

"Ashley." He pokes my arm.

I lift my head up and ignore all the contact from him.

"Asssshleeeeeey" He pokes the side of my stomach.

jokes on you, I'm not even ticklish.

"Talk to me please." He pleads.

"I'm sorry I flicked you on the forehead." he says then rubs the side of my face.

"I can kiss it to make you feel better."

holy shit

My stomach twists in knots and I have the urge to form my irritable expression into a smile. I feel my face flush with red and I look to the left of the room while trying not to smile.