"Jiminshi!!" Jungkook and I called.
"What?" Jimin asked.
"We're bored." Jungkook said.
"I don't care, I'm busy, go bother Jin!" Jimin stated.
"But I don't want to..." I whined
"I don't care INDY!!!" Jimin yelled, I had jumped because I never had Jim...
During lunch, I was talking to Angelita, about what we were going to wear to the BTS concert, I showed my friends pictures, of the outfit, and the shoes I was gonna wear. (The dress:)
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(The shoes:)
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"Such gothic beauty!" Cry said, "I love the shoes, such fashion." "I know!" I said, "beautiful!" Angelita nodded, in agreement. When Kelly walked over. Cry, and I had began to sing Lunchbox Friends. "Oh-oh no, oh-oh no Oh-oh no, oh-oh no You said, "Hey, girl, will you sit with me? Table in the back of Cafeteria C? We can be friends if you want to be But only 'til the clock hits three After lunch, we can walk to class Talk about the boys that we want to smash Talk about ways to get a little more cash After that I'll ignore your ass", oh The hassle, the fighting, they all want a bite of me Photos, more photos and gossip 'bout hoes that they don't know Oh, they talk sh*t though I don't want no lunchbox friends, no I want someone who understands, oh, oh, no Come to my house, let's die together Friendship that would last forever, no No lunchbox friends, no, oh, no No lunchbox friends Come to my house, let's die together Friendship that would last forever, no No lunchbox friends, no No lunchbox friends Come to my, come to my Friendship that would last forever They want a fat ass in the brand new jeans Want a baby in the back with the man of their dreams That isn't the life for me I don't look like a f*cking damn Barbie Throw it on TV, people have high expectations of me Wanna be my best friend, then judge me If I smoke a little weed, makes no fucking sense to me The hassle, the fighting, they all want a bite of me Photos, more photos and gossip 'bout hoes that they don't know Oh, they talk sh*t though I don't want no lunchbox friends, no I want someone who understands, oh, oh, no Come to my house, let's die together Friendship that would last forever, no No lunchbox friends, no, oh No lunchbox friends Come to my house, let's die together Friendship that would last forever No, no, no, no Come to my house, let's die together Friendship that would last forever No lunchbox friends, no No lunchbox friends Come to my, come to my Friendship that would last forever, no No, no, no Come to my, come to my Friendship that would last forever No lunchbox friends, no, oh No lunchbox friends Come to my, come to my Friendship that would last forever." We sung, Kelly sighed. Cry, and I walked back to our table, like the queens we are!
