"LAST DAYYYYY DUUDDDEEESS!!!" Someone yells, running down the hallway with a large banner that reads "KISS MY ASS" in massive letters. Mr Greyson, a 50 something year old senior teacher runs after him yelling "STOP THAT YOUNG MAN" Some people are even getting it all on video. I chuckle to myself. "Where were you on saturday?" Sam demands, as soon as I reach my locker. "Didn't you get my text?" I ask, putting in the combination and opening my locker. "No! Apparently someone caught the fight I had with Sasha on video..."
"No way! She saw?!" I gush. Sam pushes her hair out of her face and looks down at the ground. "Yeah she fucking did...the wicked witch of the west fucking saw and she took away my fucking phone!" She whines.
"Sorry Sammy" I apologise.
"You see my mom forced me to pick up Josh but he was out of his head on the brownies left on the counter so I had to run his friends home and this one guy I don't know, I think his name is Cameron, was driving me crazy with flirting and my brother was screaming random shit all over the car every 15 seconds and it turns out the guy is my fucking neighbour-"
"NO WAY!"
"What?"
"NO FUCKING WAY!
"What?" I close my locker.
"Who was the guy you said was flirting with you?!" Her eyes are wide.
"His name is...Cameron.."
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?"
"Cameron"
"You mean the Cameron I've been talking about for the last week?!"
"What's up girls?" David joins in our conversation.
"CAMERON FLYNN IS HER NEIGHBOUR!" She nearly screams.
"Not so loud!" I hiss.
"So?" David looks confused.
"SO?! SO!!?? IT'S CAMERON FUCKING FLYNN!"
"Yeah you just told me his name it doesn't make a difference how many times you say-"
"Cameron Flynn. How did you not notice he was your new neighbour?!" She interrogates me. "I don't know anyone in my neighbourhood so why should I care who my neighbour is? Plus he always has his bedroom blinds closed anyway so-"
"No fucking way!"
"Stop interrupting me!" I whine.
"You can see into his bedroom?!" She squeals. I sigh.
"Yeah Our bedroom windows are directly opposite! What's the big deal?!" I cry exasperatedly, throwing my hands up in the air for effect.
"I don't get it either.." David pipes up.
"You guys are so clueless. By the way Lib, I'm gonna be at your house wayyyy more often" she declares with a smile. I roll my eyes. "Your at my house 24/7 anyways" I state.
"True" she nods, then smiles excitedly and skips off to her first class. David rolls his eyes. "Pfft girls"
"Happy Summer!!!" She calls.
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Just a filler guys! Hope you like it so far! I know this chapter was short but it's like 5:35am here and i'm doing an all nighter with my cousin and brothers and brothers friend sooooo....
I'm gonna go watch Bad Grandpa!
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