2. Complicated

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It was Saturday morning and the sun was shining through my curtains onto my teal green walls.

"DING DING"

"DING DING"

I groaned as I turned over to look at my phone laying on the bed beside me wondering who in the hell was texting me at this time of the morning. I grab my phone and look at the time. It read 9:37am. I unlock my phone to see I had received 2 text messages. One from Sam and one from Jack G. I opened Sams first.

Sammm👽 : Yo come over when your up lazy ass

Izzybellz🗿: Thanks to you im up right now, asshole. Be over in a minute. You in your room?

Sammm👽 : Kk and and yeah, where all the magic happens ;)

Izzybellz🗿: Ew, you make me sick

After replying to sam I then opened Jacks message.

Gilinsky👨 : Hey you going Brocks tonight? xx

Izz👸 : Didn't know he was having a party?? Why do I not know these things jack, WHY! xx

Gilinsky👨 : Yo chill 😂 he only said he was last night. Sam was ment to tell you and it's not a mega party. Just a few of us xx

Izz👸 : Sure, a 'few' of us. That's what we all say. But sure I'll be there. I'll check with my dad and text you later I'm going over to sams now so he will probably tell me about it 😂 xx

Gilinsky👨 : Later Izz 😘

Izz👸 : Later gilinsk 😘

After I reply I lock my phone and place it back on my bed. I turn on my side to look at the Polaroid pictures hanging on the wall. I look at the second picture from the right, one of my favourites. The picture was taken a couple months ago at a house party, it's a picture of me and jack. We are standing up with jacks arm around my waist. He is pulling the cheesiest smile known to man and I have my head on his shoulder with my tounge out.
Yeah it's a cute photo, well it would of been if Sams head wasn't poking out of the left corner photo bombing. That boy is really something special. That was one of my favourite nights, in fact it was the first night that I kissed Jack Gilinsky.

Me and Jack have a sort of complicated relationship. We have know each other since freshman year and even though him and Sam didn't get along at first, we did. We have always been really good friends and I may have a slight crush on him. What am I saying! I have a MAJOR crush on jack. Have you freaking seen the guy, he's sex on legs!

Anyway, iv never done anything about it because I didn't think he liked me and he is also one of Sams best friends and he also gets along really well with my brother and I don't want anything to ruin anyones friendship.

But like I said a couple months ago we kissed, and no it wasn't just a peck on the lips. We made out. And ever since then we have been more flirty towards each other. Nothing else has happened between us but there is defiantly something there.

We used to flirt every now and again like I did with a few of my guy friends but it was just harmless and didn't really mean anything. But now, with jack, its different.

A few of our friends have noticed a slight change in the way we act towards one another but they arnt really bothered. We are all 16-17 year old hormonal teenagers so when we go to party's and make out it doesn't mean we are madly in love and going to be married. It means we are probably drunk or high so no one takes it too seriously.

After I snap out of my thoughts I throw back my covers revealing my gray pyjama bottoms and my thin baggy white 'bitches' top and get out of bed. I grab my phone and open the window beside my bed.

As I said before me and Sam live next door to each other and our bedroom windows are conveniently opposite one another. When we were younger we used to use a wooden plank and balance it on our windows so we could sneak into each other houses to hang out when we were bored or grounded. Our parents eventually found out about it and were actually ok with it but whenever one of us were grounded they would take away our plank of wood.
We still have them because we are to lazy to walk downstairs, across the path and into the other persons house and our parents don't mind us doing it. We just walk into each other houses like its our own anyway.

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