Chelsea texted tamia for the nineteenth time, tapping her foot impatiently. "Come on..." she glances down the hall.
A tap to Chelsea's shoulder, sends a chill down her spine.
"Sorry, I'm here. Jenna left her house late...again." Tamia rolls her eyes at the memory of nearly being late for the fifth time this week.
"No problem, he hasn't left yet." Chelsea looks at the large clock on the wall.
"Good." Tamia laughs at the thought of their plan, making Chelsea laugh as well.
The two turn the corner just "coincidentally" at the same time as Zachary does with his friends Alex and Santi (not Santiago the plug 😭).
The girls stop cackling at once at the sight of him. Tamia and Chelsea take in his black Misfits sweatshirt, and fluffy chocolate hair.
Zachary laughs at some random thing Santi mumbles, making his dimples more apparent. The girls nearly melt at the sight.
As the gaggle of teens walk down the stairs Chelsea and Tamia most definitely notice how Zachary's chocolate locks bounce up and down with every step.
Chelsea says something to Santi about theater making Zachary and Tamia frown in confusion. The the pair look at eachother and laugh.
"What?" Zachary asks Chelsea, setting her cheeks aflame.
"Don't bother, it'll just get more confusing." Tamia laughs.
"Good to know." Zachary smiles at Tamia, then Chelsea with devilish eyes.
The two groups split as the girls walk into the girl's gym, and the guy's theirs.
Chelsea and Tamia wait until the locker room door clicks shut to let out a shriek so loud, ms. Pearson's car windows shatter.
"I. Cannot. Believe. What. Just. Happened." The two say simultaneously.
They walk to their lockers, then begin to undress, discussing the events a few minuets prior.
"Hey guys." Mia walks over to the two, with gym clothes in hand.
"Mia! My true love." Tamia smiles at the blonde.
"So, what's the sitch?" Mia asks, not prepared for the amount of obnoxious yelping had in store for her.
After all of the Lipton had been spilt the trio finish undressing, talking about Josh Dun and Mary Jane.
"You still have the shit in your bag right?" Tamia asks Chelsea.
"Of course." She winks.
Chelsea and Tamia pull on their gym shorts, not forgetting to roll them up, not once, not twice, but three times. They fix their faces and hair three times, before deciding that they are reddie to leave the locker room. Because to day is the glorious 30 minutes of movement day, or also known to the boys as "Malevolent Mile Monday".
You see the girls could walk the track, run, play soccer on the field, or whatever their hearts desired on mondays. Only because the coaches knew they would definitely not run a damn mile.
