I'm not going even going to start on how I haven't post.
THERE WAS THIS HUGE BUG ON MY WINDOWSILL WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNINNG, AND I SWEAR IT WAS LOOKING RIGHT AT ME.
I'm baking cinnamon rolls rigt now. It might have been expired for a few months( refrigirator pre made dough), but whatever. I'm taking the chance of having a stomachace. The smell is so good!! If somethingin the story doesn't make sense. It's not the cinnamon rolls's fault. Smell so good. ahh.
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Capter 3
" I'm bored." I said as I surf through the cannels on the Tv. I had gotten over the fact that we're going to Paris. I mean, there isn't as much things to do as let's say Jamaica that I'd like, I guess the food would make up for it. And maybe I can go sydiving or something.
" we should play truth or dare, te spy version. " Candise said.
" there's a spy version?" I ask her. I never knew that.
" Yeah, it's pretty easy to play. You chose truth or dare. If you chose truth, someone ask you a question and you can lie instead of answering it truthfully. If tyou're caught lying, then they have to tell us the reason you lied, the truth, and have to do a dare. If you chose dare, then you should already know that spies have a great imagination." candise explained it to us." Zoey, what were you guys doing when I got to your house?"
" That's easy. Sam and Phillip were torturing me by tickling me."
" really? I thought you were having a threesome or something." Candise grinned evilly.
" I would never do that!" i clutch my heart and gasp/" What happened to you Candise? You were so innocent when I left. And where did you get that grin?" I'm concerned. This doesn't sound like Candise. Threesome?
" you can only ask one question Zoey." She remined me, looking at the floor.
" What happened to you when I left?" I ask her.
" Well, my boyfriend's with josh now."
" wait, What?" Sam budged in, carrying four bowls of popcorn." I heard that your boyfriend's with Josh."
" Turns out he's ashamed of who he is so he used me as a cover. When you convinced Josh to come out of closet, it made him come out of closet. Now they're together." She pouted to floor. I reach out to hug her so Phillip came over and hug us, dragging Sam with him for group hug.
" Stupid jerk. I don't like jerks." I told her.
" i don't like jerks either." Phillip stroke her hair soothingly.
" Guys, I'm fine. Just shock. that's all." candise reassured us." I can't believe I haven't seen it coming though."
" you're not fine." I scold." you changed so much!"
" No, I'm fine. The jerk just kind of suppressed this side of me when we dated. I'm fine." She repeated and plaster a grin on her face. She pushed us back to our seats." My turn again. Phillip, have you ever had a crush on Zoey."
" no." He replied confidently.
" lies!" Candise exclaimed.
" no, I'm not lying, I've never had a crush on Zoey. " Phillip said, rolling his eyes.
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