Street Punks x Punk Girls

💜 the guys visit pt2 💜

💜 Illinois's pov

      I was in the basement of our mansion, I was in my armory. I have multiple armories.

(↓those are two of them↓)

Anyways, I was fixing a few guns that my friend Kate owns. Her brother broke it, ugh, he also always hits on me and it pisses me off so much. Kate and I usually go down to her shooting range she owns and we just chill out and y'know, shoot guns. I love shooting my guns so much, it makes happy and calms my anger. I'm currently fixing one of her M16A4 rifles. Meanwhile the girls are showing the guys around. I stay down here and think about Ghost, to, I am thinking about Ghost. I don't see why he would choose me over a hot and sexy girl, like the ones that always surround him. Actually he probably wouldn't so I go back to focusing on the gun. I am almost finished with the gun I just have to put the barrel, the front sight, and the rear sight. I am about to put the barrel back on until a light knock at my door sounds. I sigh to myself, my sisters always annoy me. I walk over and open the door a crack only to see Ghost. I blink a few times to make sure I wasn't seeing things but he was still standing there. I open the door, "hi" he says. (God this is gonna be awkward X'D ... Not entirely my fault, I'm just and awkward human being) "hey" I say, "do you need something?" I ask trying not to sound annoyed, I'm actually not annoyed. It just that Annoyed is my normal voice tone. He shrugs, "just came to see what you were doing. It's loud up there" he says. Oh my gawd you don't understand how much his voice melts me! I'm internally fan girling but outside I'm talking calmly, somehow. I nod, "yeah, I'm just putting together my friends gun" I say, "do you like guns?". "Yeah I love guns, but your the only other person I know that also loves them too" he says. We walk in and I go back to working on the gun while Ghost looks at my guns.  And we'll, I'm trying to focus on the gun, but it's easier said then done when there's another person in the room. Especially if that person is your crush. Damn my awkwardness. After I finish putting the gun together I make sure it's all good before putting aside fof now. We don't talk much but it's not like weird, awkward silence. It's more like comfortable, nice silence, occasionally talking about random gun things. And he compliments some of my guns making me actually smile a bit, which is crazy since I'm not the type that shows emotions. After a while Ghost is still looking at my guns and I decided to check my phone. Kate texted me.

Kate: yo look at this (photo of gun covered in butter)

I look at the photo and accidentally React out loud by quietly saying, "what the shit?" Yet raging inside. Ghost raises an eyebrow ridge and says, "what?". "My friend texted me a f*cked up photo" I say showing him the photo. His eyes widened slightly, "yeah, that is pretty f*cked up. That's going to take forever to clean" he says going back to looking at my hundreds of guns. "Yeah really, one time her brother screwed up one of her guns by putting it in water then in flour and I had to fix it for her. It took a while" I say. "That's messed up" Ghost says and I nod in agreement. I text Kate.

Illinois: okay what the f*ck dude

Kate: yeah... I think I died a little looking at the photo

Illinois: same. I got your rifle fixed

Kate: omg! Thx so much girl! :)

Illinois: np XP

Kate: so whatcha up to?

Illinois: chilling in my armory. My sisters have friends over and one of them likes guns to

Kate: cool! Is it a boy or a girl?

Illinois: boy, why?

Kate: is he hot???

Illinois: b*tch stfu

Kate: XD

Illinois: ಠ_ಠ

Kate: X'D

Illinois: ಠ_ʖಠ

Kate: okay let's talk about your bf l8r! ;)

Illinois: he isn't my bf dumbass! I'mma pistol whip you nxt time I c u b*tch

Kate: O.o

Illinois: yeah. Run.

Kate: imma run out the country! You get hella scary b*tch!

Illinois: ರ╭╮ರ

Kate: just saying, (-_-;)

Illinois: well any-who...

Kate: okay well on a scale from one to babies how much do you love your bf?

Illinois: he. Isn't. My. Fcking. Bf. Imma. Throw. You. Out. A. Fcking. Window.

Kate: (・_・;) aight imma go run now!

Illinois: I would run after you h*e but I don't just leave people alone in my Armory so you can run when they leave

Kate: so when their gone I run for my life... Got it, when do they leave?

Illinois: idk

Kate: oh, ur gonna kill me soon aren't u

Illinois: the second he leaves my armory I after you.

Kate: how interested is he in those gun of yours?

Illinois:: idk he Seems pretty interested tho

Kate: aight so I got some time, what would you say if I use ur guns?

Illinois: I trust u

Kate: good good, now what would you say if I let my bro use ur gun

Illinois: I wouldn't say anything

Kate: ???

Illinois: I'd just shoot you both in the heads

Kate: O.o

Illinois: don't. let. him. touch. them.

Kate: got it

Illinois: right bye

Kate: see ya b*tch!

I put my phone away and see Ghost leaning on the wall. "Why were you so angry?" He asked. I didn't realize I showed expressions, what do I do?! "My friend was annoying me" I say. He raises a brow ridge, "okay? Well anyways if you ever wanna work on some guns just text, or call, Or whatever" he says handing me a piece of paper. I smirk slightly, "okay, or whatever" I say putting the paper in my desk drawer. I swear I heard a slight noise, like a noise that was almost a laugh but not quite. I shrug it off and we talk a little bit more until he says, "gotta go, see ya" and he walks out the armory. "Bye" I say. After the door closes a huge smile finds its way into my face. I sit at my desk and find a gun to paint. I like to paint patterns on some guns for fun. I paint a grey camouflage pattern on it.

I smile the whole time I'm painting which is crazy. Maybe I have small chance with Ghost.