Never Forget (or something cheesy like that)

I'm Bad at Titles

(A/N Thank you all for reading this, it means a lot to me and I greatly appreciate you.😊😘🥰 If I try too hard to be funny and you just think it's cringey... I'm sorry but that's what you're gonna get when it comes to me, I'm a cringey bitch, sooo.... yea. Oh! Also, if you're wonder how often I'm gonna post, Imma try and post every week day (no weekends) because I have too much free time on my hands. That's a picture of Bob. (yes, all of the pictures I put up are gonna be my drawings because I got a new laptop and haven't figured out how to insert pictures from the internet since I'm a dummy. you're welcome. Y'all enjoy now ya hear!?)

"Won't you're wife get lonely if you join the military?" 

I suck in a breathe and squeeze my fists so tight that I start to lose color in my knuckles. I wait for him to respond for what seems like forever. I stare at the side of his head, he doesn't look at me he just sits with a thoughtful look on his face.

"umm... I-I don't know if I'll get married. I haven't met anyone I'm interested in."

WHAT! HE JUST COMPLETELY AVOIDED MY QUESTION! No! He didn't deny it, but he didn't agree either... I-I I'm speechless. I stare at him with my mouth slightly open and eyes wide. He turns to look at me with a confused expression on his face. But then he starts... laughing? He's laughing. Like, a lot. Like A LOT a lot. It's weird... what's happening?

"OMG! WOW! You look like you've just seen a ghost!"

"W-What's happening? Why are you laughing at me?"

I pull my knees up to my chest again. (this is what I do when I'm nervous or scared.)

"Did you not like my response Triston?"

"What? I'm confused, what are you playing at?"

"What? You thought I couldn't see through your question?"

"I... um... uh... I... I..."

I try to speak but get cut off when 3 giddy looking girls come up to us and sit down. (as far away from me as possible and as close to Brandon as possible.) They're all really pretty but very different from each other. I know all of them but they don't know me. There's Amber, she's tall thin and blonde. She's such a girly girl. Then there's Jasmine, she's short thicc and has really curly hair that she usually wears  in braids. She has really nice boobs, and takes anything bad anyone says about her as being racist. And finally there's Rene, she's not tall, but she's not short, she's not skinny but she's not thicc, she's just right with everything. She's a red head and a hot head, she'll blow up at you over just about anything.

"Hi, I'm Rene, this is Amber, and this is Jasmine." She's say with a huge smile as she batts her eyes at Brandon and attempts to snuggle up next to him.

"Uh, hi."

"We've noticed that you're new and that no one's really trying to get to know you." Jasmine says.

"So, we wanted to be the first to introduce ourselves." Finishes Amber.

Its almost like they rehearsed that... they probably did. I can't believe they just ignored me like I wasn't even there. Wait, no, nevermind I can. I don't say anything though because it's not worth it to me. 

"Um, sorry ladies, but Triston beat you to it." He gestures over at me.

All 3 of their smiles falter as they turn there heads to look at me in unison. It was so creepy, it sent chills down my spine. I shrunk down further into the corner and pulled my knees closer into my chest. I stare at them with wide eyes filled with fear. I gave them a small wave and smiled slightly. I guess Brandon must have noticed because he looked at me with a worried expression and said