Smoke // castano

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟮𝟲.

𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟮𝟲: 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝘀
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𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴
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~after school~

school today wasn't that bad i suppose, after lunch it was just a normal day. but like i said, going to meet and greets always makes me feel better. i no longer drive myself anywhere, mariano did that. its like im his life support. he dropped me off at home about 15 minutes ago and i was waiting for cynthia.

i heard a knock on the door and went to go open it;

"HEYY" i screamed running into her arms

"I MISS YOU OH MY GOSH" she hugged me back "i'm also very hungry, you got food?"

"duh" i said as she followed me into the kitchen "so how'd the fashion show go?"

"it went pretty good to be honest, for our first one" she smiled grabbing ice cream

"i promise i'll be at the next one" i said grabbing a spoon

"no no it's fine, BUT YOU need to tell me how your life is" she smirked

wow, i even had to think about my own life before i could explain it;

"it's a mess, it really is, i have a date with mariano tomorrow and on Sunday im going to the mall with alejandro"

"two dates in a row?" she asked hopping on the counter

"well ale isn't really a date you know? just hanging out?" i questioned my own self

"you don't like him right?"

"no no, just friends"

"how about mattia?" she eyed me

"can you not?" i laughed "but uhm just friends"

"okay okay, progress, so you only like mar? and your going on a date tomorrow? problem solved" she smiled

"yep, i have no idea what to wearr" i groaned

"you have the world's biggest closest and you own every pair of shoes" she rolled her eyes "cmon i'll help"

she dragged me upstairs and started going through my closest. i laid on my bed and texted mar;

what are you wearing tomorrow?

sweats and a hoodie?

okay i can match that

what are you doing rn?

picking out clothes with cynthia

okay, i'll call you later

the one thing i hate about him, is he's a dry ass texter;

"FUCKK i hate when boys are like this" i groaned hitting my pillows

"what? what happened?" she questioned

"he's a dry ass texter, ew"

"he's not mattia" she sighed laying next to me

"no one's mattia" i pouted "i need HIM but in mar's body"

"keep dreaming" she laughed throwing a pillow at me