After science had ended, JJ and Simon headed outside of the school and started walking to his house.
"So your saying you like salt and vinegar crisps!? That's honestly disgusting."
Simon said wrinkling his nose.
"Says the person who likes cheese and onion. Now that's rank."
JJ scoffed.
"Ok, next one. Prawn cocktail or... ready salted?"
"Definitely prawn cocktail."
"What!?"
( What's ur fav flavour? )
"Ok, we have to agree on this one; McCoys or Walkers?"
Simon asked.
"McCoys."
JJ said straight away.
"Decent."
Simon shrugged.
"Well... were here."
JJ said stopping in front of his home. It was a white, medium-sized bungalow with black ascents here and there. All the houses on the neighbor hood were like that.
Simon then realises that he'd never seen an all bungalow neighbour hood before. It was pretty nice.
JJ opened the door and invited him in.
"Don't worry, my parents are staying at a friends house till late today, and my brother's studying with some friends, so we'll have some peace for a while."
JJ laughed.
So, Simon and JJ sat down and worked on their projects together.
"Woah, woah, woah, hold on! What are you doing!?"
JJ shouted, gaping at Simon.
"Oh, shut up will you!? I'm starting on the work!"
Simon said, not seeing the problem.
"What are we doing? This is a team effort."
JJ said, taking the price of paper from Simon.
"What do you think I'm doing!? I'm doing the bloody work!"
"Yeah, no shit! You know what I mean! I mean what-"
"Ok, ok, I get it,"
Simon said, interrupting JJ.
"I'll explain it to you."
***
"Oh, shit! It's nearly 8! I have to go, JJ."
Simon said, standing up.
"Mkay. It was... an ok experience. Although I do not like how aggressive you are."
"This isn't costumer service."
Simon laughed, grabbing his stuff.
"Oh, by the way JJ, you house is on the route I take to school. If you want we can walk to school tomorrow."
Simon said, regretting it as soon as he said it. That probably sounded quite weird.
"That'll be nice. See ya tomorrow then Simon."
JJ smiled, to Simon's surprise.
"See ya."
Simon walked out of the house, a smile plastered onto his face.
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