"Hey." Juliet smiles as she sits next to me.
"Well hello there." I smiled back.
"Sorry about last night. I forgot to tell you about the date." She says opening a bag of chips.
"It's fine. I ended up leaving Bea's house early." I took one of her Doritos.
"Betch don't touch my food. The fuck you think you is." She glared at me, then bursted out laughing. Me following behind.
"Okay, okay, why did you leave?" She questions chewing.
"Okay, first don't talk with your mouth full. That's disgusting." Juliet sticks out her tongue showing the chewed up chips.
"Ew. Stop. Ya nasty." I smirked, " and I left because I had homework to finish." I lied.
Her mouth shaped an 'O', "Anyways how was that date of yours?" I asked.
"It was amazing." She states taking a sip out of her Snapple.
"I bet." I faked smiled.
"Where is he anyways?"
"He's practicing. Apparently he's been missing too much practice." She chuckled.
I let out a little laugh, "well I'm off to study hall. See you after school." Gathering my stuff I took another chip.
"Haylee. If you want to keep your fingers, I suggest you do not do that. Again."
"Whatever you say." I shouted walking away.
"By the way we need to plan that party for Bea!" She shouted back.
Nodding I mouthed 'meet me after school.' And she nodded back.
Turning back around, I hadn't realize someone was walking right in front of me and I bumped right into him. Well at least I thought it was guy. His muscular arms wrapped around me, holding me in place.
Opening my eyes, that I had closed, I looked straight into the highlight blue eyes, "You should be more careful." He smirked.
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((A/N; DOWN AT THE WEST COAST THEY HAVE A SAYING. IF YOU'RE NOT DRINKING YOU'RE NOT PLAYING.))
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