Of course, friends worry about each other.
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I was currently spending my day cleaning. Boys are messy, especially teenage boys. It's basically a known fact. Since I had to live with four of them, I couldn't take it when I walked down the hall and found dirty laundry lying around.
I had spent most of my life taking care of John and Mark, I was used to it. I started with the laundry, but one thing led to another and I was now cleaning the whole house.
Letting my thoughts drift, it didn't cross my mind to stop myself from answering the door when the bell rung. I opened the door without a second thought, but the second it was wide opened, I regretted everything.
Two young girls stood in front of me. A short blonde in a black Blink 182 shirt, the others hair colored purple.
"It's that Sage girl!" I hear the purple haired girl whisper to the other. I sigh of relief is wiped over me, they don't know my real identity, so I go with it.
"Can I help you young ladies?" I ask politely, leaning on the door frame causally.
"We are fans of 5sos, is this their house? We just want to meet them, we promise not to tell a living soul" the two beg.
"Um..." I don't know what to answer, if I say yes the boys might get mad, but if I say no the girls will be mad. I'm a people pleaser, I don't like to disappoint.
"Hey girls what do you need?" Michael calls from behind, literally saving the day.
"They would like a picture, I think." I answer for the in shock fans. They nod quickly.
As the blonde girl is talking to Michael, the purple haired girl comes over, looking to talk. "So Sage, do you have a twitter?" It was weird hearing someone call me by another name.
"No."
"Instagram?"her eyebrow raises.
"Nope!"
"How about Facebook?"
"No, sorry." I shrug.
"Well you should make something, because the family is very unstressed in you ever since the twitcam and all." She tells me, she never gave me her name.
"Pardon, did you say family?" I ask, catching her words.
"Yes, the 5sosFam. We are more the a fandom of fans, we're closer like family. Sorry I'm Regina." The now named Regina explains.
"Wow, that's interesting. When I make a social media of the sorts you will be the first notified!" I grin happily.
"Cool." Regina states before her friend taps her on the shoulder, telling her it's time to go.
"Bye girls!" Michael shouts as they run down the street, out of sight. He immediately turns towards me. "What in the world were you thinking!"
"I wasn't, I'm sorry." Giving in.
"It's fine, I was just worried they would recognize you as Wendy Jefferson." He reassures me, we walk back inside the house, three sleepy boys sit in the kitchen picking at their food.
"You worry for me?" I question with concern.
"Of course, friends worry about each other." He smiles, and walks away leaving me with his simple words.
{sorry the last few chapters suck. Bye}
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Lost Kids (a.i.)
Fanfic"Wow! How did you do that!" The blond jumps. I still haven't learned his name. "I'm dead. I don't go by the rules of life, because I am not living life." - All copyright belongs to me. No taking ideas, characters, or plot of story.
