greet her

"JORRRRRRRRRRDYYYYYY", screams my sister.

awh shit, shes gonna barge in and ask for that damn meet and greet again.

she runs through my door and jumps on my bed. i groan when her head collides with my vagina.

"god dammit.." i whimper. "what do you want, jay".

"can we please please please please please, go to the meet and greet" she pleeds, showing me a picture of a nicely toned boy on her phone.

i bet hes some snobby ass brat that tries to get whatever he wants.

"for the last time, i said no. i dont wanna see some bratty boys go up on stage and sing their crappy songs. i rather go to a travis scott concert where i actually know his songs." i say, rolling my eyes.

"if i can get jack to go with me, will you go ?" she asks, he puppy dog eyes popping out.

"ha, good luck with that. he wont wanna go." i say.

jack and i literally are the same person, we dont want to go to some shitty ass concert with kids our age singing their shitty songs. even though we both like the same thing, we have a love and hate relationship. we hate each other with a passion, but if he needs help, ill beat any girl that tries to hurt him. same for him. its in the contract.

jayla runs to jacks room and i put back on my earbuds. wake up by travis scott and the weekend playing. i close my eyes, sinking into my bed. abel's voice is so angelic.

i dont wanna wake up

i want you spread out on the sheets

said her pussy so good

and her pussy so sweet

i dont wanna wake up

i want it flowing through my streams

getting me hot

under my feet

i dont wanna wake up

jayla jumps back onto me and rips out my headphones.

"HE SAID WE CAN GO", she screams.

he better be joking.