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four

pov: mae's

location: school

time: 3:01 pm

the last few periods whizzed by, my mind consumed by the guy whom i still need to make a name for... 'the book bloke?' or 'dreamy dude...' or maybe the 'jawline gentlemen?' i'm just going to give up with the alliteration and just call him 'the hot guy with a jawline that could slice bread,' who i bumped into in the hallway for now. i'll work on it. 

i go to my locker and grab all of my shit, making my way to riley's sister's car where talia and riley are waiting for me. hopping in the back of the car, riley and talia turn to me.

"chik-fil-a, kfc, macca's, ihop..." talia drifts off waiting for me or riley to respond.

"i feel like a taco!" riley says, snatching the aux out of talia's phone and plugging it into hers. talia glares at her but doesn't say anything as riley plays 'thotiana.'

"the bell it is then," talia goes into drive and we make our way to the taco bell drive thru. 

talia is sixteen and just got her p's, and ever since she passed, riley has forced her to pick us up after school. talia goes to the same high school as us but she is in the grade above us. we are still sophomores and she is a junior. maybe she knows the guy from the hallway... 

i snap out of it as we pull into the driveway and talia winds down her window. she begins ordering her food and then turns to riley asking what she wants. 

"what do you want mae?" she turns to me. i momentarily have a brain malfunction before processing what she just asked. 

" oh um, can i just have a plain chicken taco with guacamole and a chocolate milkshake." she nods before turning back to the window and repeating my order. 

we drive through to the window and collect our food after paying, then going on route to riley's house. Passing the food around and shoving it in our mouths.

location: riley's house

time: 3:23 pm

we go inside and riley and i immediately walk to her room. i come here so much that i practically live here now. i think of talia as my older sister and their mum as my own mother. don't get me wrong, i love my mum to the fucking moon and back but she's just always too busy to give me much attention. she's a paramedic, working for the hospital in the city. she is always taking any extra shifts that are offered to her, working through the night and then sleeping through the day. i understand that she is trying to 'support the fam' or whatever, but sometimes i just wish i could talk to her.

i throw my bag across riley's room and make myself comfortable, sprawling out on her bed, taking up the whole fucking thing. 

"even though this is a queen bed - made for two people might i add - you still manage to take up the whole space!" riley pushes my legs trying to make me move.

"sorry, as you said, i'm just too thick," i giggle rolling over to one side.

i unlock my phone and scroll through my instagram home page, liking some photos of my friends and my favourite icons like emma chamberlain and all of those other famous people. i then glance to the top of my screen to see that i have even more dm's than before...

"look at all of these dm's," i say rolling my eyes and throwing my phone at riley. 

"oooh any cute boys trying to hit you up?" she grabs my phone and starts scrolling.

"maybe that guy from the hallway is trying to hit you up!" she laughs, and i instantly regret telling her my embarrassing story. 

"shut up," i roll over to glance at what she is reading.

"it's mainly just little twelvie boys saying how pretty you are and shit... which is true by the way. you know everyone drools over people who wear grey sweatpants." she looks at my serious face and bursts out laughing. "come on lighten up!"

"i just don't know what to do! i really enjoyed making those tiktoks and shit but i can't deal with what people think of me... you saw what happened at school!" i sigh.

"i reckon just do it... what have you got to lose? anyways, we want the hallway guy to notice you don't you?" she winks at me.

she chucked my phone back to me and i re-downloaded the app.  may regret this later, but right now i just want to mess around.

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