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What doesn't this girl look good in? Sigh. 

Putting Laney's age as six, not sure if I've said a different one previously. Sorry I suck at keeping this the same, I forget names or ages all of the time when writing. 

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Harley

Crossing and uncrossing my legs for what's probably the umpteenth time I give up on my school work. Dropping my mechanical pencil I slouch back into my wooden chair, that matches my messy desk. What can't I focus? 

You know why, my subconscience ever-so-helpfully pipes in. 

Sighing I decide to call up Ally, anything to get my mind off of that

Drew's soccer practice went late so Ally kindly dropped me back home. She would've stayed and kept me company in this lonely building except her mom wanted to have a family dinner. Her mom is the big on 'family bonding time' type of mother. Unlike mine. 

"Wassup bitch?"

"Hi to you too Ally," I smile at her craziness. "How was dinner?"

"Meh, could've done without Tyson." The on-going sibling rivalry will never end. 

"What did he do now?" I ditch my hard chair for my cloud like bed. 

"Well he had the audacity to bring one of his conquests, mom was pretty pissed." I can just imagine Mrs. Bennett in her cooking apron standing with hands on her hips, a frown creasing on her face. Sometimes it's hard to believe she gets pissed, she's too nice. "Not to mention the said conquest insulted mom's cooking, earning more negative brownie points." 

"So she stayed for dinner?" I ask incredulously. 

"No, thank goodness. Mom made her famous barbecued ribs dish and the girl asked her what it was. When she found out it was meat she said, and I quote 'that's so mean of you to eat animals, you must be heartless. It smells absolutely wretched.'  She was booted out pretty quickly after, but not before mom threw some comments back at her. It was actually quite hilarious, should've taped it." 

Laughing I love how Ally's mom handles situations. She's like a sleeping mama bear that won't attack unless provoked. And insulting her cooking is about as provocative as you can get. "It sounds entertaining. Did Tyson do anything about it?" 

"Hah what a joke, you seriously asking that question right now?" Most likely Ally has her brow quirked. "He's equivalent to a book, motionless and boring. Not to mention dead after the grilling he got." 

Somehow the kind hearted Elaine Bennett couldn't sway the player ways of her adventurous son. If you count girls as an adventure. "That sounds priceless!" 

"It was!" She laughs. "You know the best part though?" 

"What's that?" I flick on my tv for some background noise, dead silence besides me talking is creepy. 

"I get the car for the next two weeks. His punishment is he can't drive for two whole weeks!" Watch as she'll still be late for anything and everything. 

"That's great, now we won't have to wait for you." I tease. Then I remember the other part of the 'we'. "Hey did Drew say when his practice ended? I think he's mad at me but I don't know why." 

"He didn't tell me what time either. You're a smart girl you can figure it out." She ominously answers. 

Confused I reply. "Wait, you mean I'll figure out the first or second part?"

"Mom's calling bye," she quickly says. Which I know she's lying since her mom never yells from down the stairs, she'd walk into the room where you could hear her over the phone. 

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