A/N: I love 7-11 and the song Seven-Eleven by msi is a great, yall should check it out <3
I rolled over in bed not really wanting to get up when I heard my phone buzz. I roll over and tap it to see the screen. Oh, that's a message. I unlock my phone and tap on the message.
Osie: Get up, I can see that your bedroom lights are off
Why does she have to be right. I should get up it's like, 1?! Oh my god I slept way to long. I sit up and get changed. I throw on a black tube top and a translucent black top over it. I grab some black shorts and put them on quickly. Socks, thigh high or knee high. I sat there for a good five minuets just holding two different pairs of socks until I hear my phone buzz again.
Osie: Knee high, and get outside.
I quickly turn to my window and to my surprise see..nothing. My phone buzzes again.
Osie: Looking for the camera? I realized we had one near your window so I turned it to face in. If it bothers you I'll move it away.
I feel my face get hotter than a fresh baked cheesy roll from Red Lobster. I closed the curtains and just to spite her throw on the thigh high socks. I grab my sneaker heals and head out the front door. I, still a little freaked out, sit down on the porch swing. Why would she face it towards the window? How long was she watching me for? Oh god, did she see me change? My thoughts we soon interrupted by the sound of her front door swinging open. "Miss me?" Osie cooed at me. "No, how could I when you were watching me change." I said back in a mocking tone. "I didn't watch you change, when I saw you start to sit up I looked away. I'm not that much of a creep." She responded back with a sigh. I rolled my eyes and kick my feet up on the other side of the swing. "So why'd you want to see me so bad?" I said as she sat down on her porch facing me. "I want to go to the gas station to get slushies, are you in?" She responded in a blank tone. "Who's paying?" I said with a half-suppressed laugh. "I will if you just go with me.." she said softly. Why does she want me of all people to go with her? This randomly meeting is a regular occurrence, but to the store? I must've sat there with an apathetic expression just looking at her for a solid 40 seconds before she cleared her throat and snaps me out of it. "Sure I'll go" I sat back up and walked down the porch steps to her.
She started walking in the direction of the seven-eleven without saying another word. I quickly followed her, trying to keep up as her walking speed was faster than mine. I wanted to talk to her but I didn't know what to say. It was silent. That kind of silent that seems calm and peaceful. As if there was no tension just, walking. I felt her softly grab my hand as we went to cross a street. She know I hate crossing here, from the countless times I've whined to her when I had to. Although she never responded to the texts, I guess she also just was at a loss for words. We quickly crossed, but she didn't let go of my hand. Instead she locked her fingers with mine. I smile to my self at this thought. She was holding my hand, not just because I was scared. I look up at her with my smile, only for her to roll her eyes and look away. "Tsundere much?"I said not realizing it wasn't just a thought. "I guess you could call me that. Although I'm not fully sure what it is." She responded without even looking at me. I panic and say "It just means you pretend to not care when you do that's all" I didn't want her to know the full thing. I know that I like her but at the same time I don't want to come off as pushy.
As we rounded the corner that the rather small Seven-Eleven was on she held my hand tighter. She started to run towards the store dragging me along, like a tired dog on a leash. She quickly stops before we reach the door causing me to slam my head onto the glass door. The worker inside looked at us with a confused, but alarmed expression. Oselyn opened the door and said "She stopped to fast, shes alright". She lightly kissed my forehead before dragging me into the store. The smell of cheap food and sugar hits my nose. I've always thought of Seven Eleven as a safe spot so the smell is one of comfort to me.
I let go of her hand and make my way to the slushies. Taking in every flavor, trying to decide what sounds the best. I grab a medium sized cup and fill it up with blue raspberry. I love this flavor even though it tastes obviously fake. The way it hits my tongue is immaculate. I put the lid on the cup, before filling that up as well. Fill it up so much it overflows with the straw in it. I grab a straw and head to the monsters. I see her just looking at the flavors. To be fair, I've never drank a monster a day in my life so I have no clue what one tastes the best. I read the flavors and roll my eyes. As I start to walk away she grabs my arm. "Huh?" I mumbled. "Grab a basket, I'm getting them all." She said blandly. "Okay weirdo" I giggle and walk to the front of the store. I grab a small basket and bring it back over to her. I drop the basket on the floor next to her. She grabs two of every flavor and drops it into the basket. Okay she is nut-so.. I thought I was weird. Miss thing really said every kind. I walk over to the counter with her on my heals. She puts the basket down, as I quickly run to the candy isle. I grab sour candies, and baby bottle pops. I run back over and toss em in there. "Making some weird drink?" The lady checking us out said. "I really have no clue, shes just silly. Must be the brain damage" Osie said, flicking my forehead making a small thunk sound.
As we made our way onto her front porch I realize something. "You like me, huh?" I said to her in a quiet voice. "Yeah? You're my um..friend." She said in an almost disappointed tone of voice. "Okay then.." I said not believing her. I slurped up some of the slushie. The almost sour flavor of blue raspberry hits my tongue. I smile and happily grip the cup. Even though it is a medium it's still the size of my face. Boy am I small.
A/N: I'm so so sorry it took me long to update this. I will be trying to write more often, but I can't promise it will be better. I'm using my own wishes to fuel this book, and I currently have a boyfriend (WOO WOO) so I'm going off of what I wanna do with em. I LOVE YOU GUYSS <3
P.s. Next chapter will get a lil saucy, we gonna add some SPICE.
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