"It's Friday, Friday. Gotta get down on Friday!" I heard Landon sing in the hallway.
"Don't start it, Landon!" I snapped at him.
"Hey, it's a fun song." he says.
I gave him a wierd look and then said, "Really?"
"No, that song's annoying as hell." he says.
He heads downstairs and I followed him and into the kitchen, where Zane was having a can of root beer. I froze in front of him and asked, "Where'd you get that?"
"In the fridge." he replies and takes a sip.
"Were there any more?" I asked.
"Oh, this was the last one." he says, "I got lucky."
"Zaaaaaaaane. That was my last one!" I whined.
"Oops." he says, "My bad."
I groaned and sat across from him at the island counter.
He looks at me and asked, "Do you still want it?"
"It's fine. It's not like I'm gonna die the next day and never have a root beer ever again." I said.
"Really? I feel pretty bad." he says.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it, Zane." I said, giving him a small smile.
"Okay. Sorry." he says.
I walked to the fridge and opened it. I gasped at what I saw and turned around, "Okay, who ate my last piece of chocolate cake?"
I saw Zane slouch down as Landon walked into the kitchen, "It's not a smart idea to leave something good in the fridge while Zane's in the house."
"I just found that out a second ago." I said.
"Sorry." apologizes Zane.
"You fatty." I said to him.
"Says the real fatty." says Landon.
"Shut your mouth, Landon!" I said.
"So, are you leaving soon?" asks Zane.
"In ten minutes. Do you mind driving me to Zelo's again, Zane?" I asked him.
"I'm soooo lazzzzy." he whines.
"Stop being such a baby. Man up." I said.
"I'm not a man yet. I'm still 19." he says.
"And you don't call that a man?" I asked.
"You guys fight like a married couple." says Landon.
"That's not true. You and Skye fight like a married couple." says Zane.
"No we don't!" I disagreed.
"Fine. You two fight like a divorced couple." he corrects.
"Whatever. Zane, can you drive me now?" I asked him.
"Okay." he says and grabs a pair of shades from the counter.
He puts them on and walks to the front door as I followed him.
"Have a nice date!" I heard Landon call out.
"Schmanx." I said and headed out the door with Zane.
Landon better cover for me.
Or else I'll have to give him a hundred punches when I get home.
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Arranged marriage to a rich......Jerk?!
Teen FictionSkye Rhodes is a normal teenage who just wants to live life smoothly, until her parents arranges a marriage. Forced to marry a jerk from her school, Skye needs to stop her wedding from her parents forcing her to marry Landon, her future husband.
