"Tyler! Come here, Pete and Patrick are making out and I can't separate their faces!"
Brendon pleads as I turn over to see Pete and Patrick kissing. Patrick is holding Petes face while Pete has his hands around Patrick's neck. I giggle at Brendon's worrisome face, due to this happening last sleepover. Pete starts pulling Patrick's shirt off and I run over and push them to a bedroom, Brendon's parents to be exact. "Not my bedroom you Spork!" Brendon screeches.
That's the first paragraph, I have a lot more written