Ramona POV
"I swear to God, if we watch one more romantic comedy, I will scream," Ben declares on Saturday night. Instead of sleeping, we decided to watch Netflix all night.
"But they're all so good!" I gasp, and he jokingly punches my arm. I immediately slit my eyes in a glare before punching back, hard enough to actually hurt.
"That shit hurt," he says dramatically, rubbing his arm in faux pain. Of course he is; it's Ben. When has he not been overdramatic?
"Grow up," Aria jokes, and he just kisses her.
"Ewwwwwwww!" We all shriek, like little three year olds. The epitome of mature, I tell you.
"Like you people haven't kissed people before," Aria says while Ben flips us off. I flip him off right back, and it's pretty much a contest to see who can flip the other odd the longest. We are very petty and competitive. Clearly.
"You two are weird," Jax notes and I roll my eyes at him. Of course his hair has to make him look extra cute today, making my declaration that I don't like him even less realistic. Dammit (Janet, I love you).
When Ben finally concedes and puts his finger down, everyone goes back to sitting the way we were before: Aria's head on Ben's chest, Jax and I sitting next to each other with my head on his shoulder and his arms around me, and Alex and Sky are just vibing wherever they feel like.
"So, is everyone gonna ignore the Jamona happening here?" Alex asks a few minutes into some action movie the boys picked. Sky and I are texting each other instead of paying absolutely any attention to this movie. I hate action movies (any starring Tom Holland or Chris Colfer are the exceptions), and she's just vibing, like always.
"Oh shut up," I playfully glare at him, and he just puts his hands up, as if to signify that he's not trying to be a little shit.
"Not my fault y'all act like a damn couple," he argues, and I laugh. We kinda do... That's why I like him. Of course! I've just figured it out!
No, I haven't. I'm trying to justify my feelings, as always. Make them go away, so I can ignore them, move on with my life.
"Says the one with how many girls in his dm's, exactly?" Jax teases, and I chuckle.
"Oh shut up. Let him be a Jake. He hasn't found his Marley yet, that's all," I say, and Alex slightly glares at me.
"Okay, okay, lemme get this straight: You, Ramona Gibbler, heartbreaker because people are scared that he'll," Alex points to Jax with his middle finger, like an absolute asshole. But that's just how we point to things around here. "Lecture them and beat their ass, are calling ME Jake goddamn Puckerman?"
"Pretty much, yeah," I nod along, and then it hits me. Wait, Jackson Michael Fuller scared the guys in our grade to the point they don't want to ask me out?! I'm not sure whether to punch him or hug him. It could be both. "Hold up, you just insinuated that Jax has told people to not ask me out. Is this true?"
"No, but they still think that he'd beat their asses if they asked you out," Alex says, and I can't even think right now. I mean, on the one hand, I can totally see that happening. On the other, I'm not entirely sure why the guys would be afraid. Did he beat someone up because the boy was going to ask me out?
"Did you threaten the guys if any of them ever asked me out?" I ask Jackson, who's getting an embarrassed blush creep up on the back of his neck. Oh my God! "Oh my fucking God, you did? What the hell! I can choose who I date, but you don't need to scare off the few guys that would ever ask me, in all my ugliness, out!"
"Ramona, I didn't mean it like that. I told them that if they wanted to ask you out and you said yes, if they broke your heart, I would break their bones. They've got 206 of those, better odds," he tries to dig himself out of the hole he's created.
Am I supposed to be flattered by this? Or offended? I'm both, but I feel like there's something I should be in particular. "I need a minute."
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Amino be killing my phone y'all.
Mental Health Check In Time!
💓 - I'm in a great place right now
💞 - I'm great
❤️ - I'm good
🧡 - I'm happy-ish
💙 - Could be better
💛 - I'm not doing great
💜 - I feel numb
🖤 - Having suicidal thoughts
I'm probably the first one, feeling great!
Comment yours if you want to.
Later loves,
~Ry
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More Than Friends
Teen Fiction*EXTENDED DESCRIPTION INSIDE* 8th grade. The year that Jackson and Ramona have officially become the ship of the school. Their friends Alex, Ben, Sky, and Arianna have been shipping the two for a long time now, even though neither has feelings- wel...
