"DRISTA LEAVE." clay groans, as he puts pressure against the door, trying to keep his little sister out.
"let her stay." i push clay aside, letting drista in. "how was the first day of middle school?" i ask her, laying on clays bed.
clay let's out an annoyed sigh. i simply ignore him, patting the spot next to me for drista to sit.
"awful." she plops down on the bed. "there is this one girl, who is a bitch."
"drista!" clay shoots her a look. "mom is going to kill me."
"please she's old enough, and just blame it on me, you're mom would understand." i sit up, shrugging. it's true, clays parents only flaw with me is that i have a sailor mouth. they blame it on my father.
he groans, as he makes his way to his bedroom door. "i'm leaving."
i roll my eyes, before turning back to drista. "so tell me about her."
"when does she come out?" i pat my fingers on my steering wheel, out of impatience.
"the school doesn't let them out, till 2:40." clay states, as he swipes up on his phone.
i look over at the time on my radio. '2:30.' i let out a sigh of annoyance. "why'd we come so early?"
"so we don't have to wait in a line." he motions behind him. pointing at the line of cars that are forming behind us.
i groan as i lay my head back on my headrest. "what are you doing?"
"looking a twitter." he swiftly says.
"why don't you add me."
he sighs as he hands me his phone. i giddily take it, typing in my user. adding myself.
a notification pops up, saying he got a message. "who's george?"
he whips his head over to me, snatching his phone out of my grip. "a friend."
"i want to talk to him." i reach over to him, trying to take back his phone.
"bea what the hell!" he yells, trying to push my weight off of him. i try fighting him to get his phone, as he fights back.
there is a knock at the window that stops out bickering. "let me in, please." a muffle drista says through the window.
i unlock my car, leaning back in my seat. "first time seeing you in such a long time, and of course you're fighting with my brother."
i scoff, "kiss my ass." clay shoots me a look. "she's old enough now for me to say that." i reassure.
drista chuckles, before she breaks it off with a gasp. "aoife." she taps my shoulder vigorously. "her."
i look over to where her finger is pointing. a short girl, with long blonde hair, stands by herself. "what about her?" i look back forward, starting my car up.
"she's the girl that's a bitch."
i gasp, "the one from middle school!" i look in my rear-view mirror. drista nods her head. "should i run her over?" clay smacks my shoulder. "joking." i look over at him, with a smile. before looking back a drista with a cunning look.
she gives me a knowing look, preceding to crack a smile.
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childhood friends| dreamwastaken
Fanfiction"looks like you still have your attitude." "looks like you still have your ego." in which, two childhood friends, spontaneously, run into each other. after, many years, and many memories. * female! oc x dream contains mature language!
