When I finally got to Jane's house, I let myself in and sat around in her room. I just sat upside down with my feet against her bed. Usually I'd get on my phone, but Imma just get fucking deep and soul search-y.
I'm walking around a giant book store in my head, almost none of them have words. It's pretty ominous, I'm alone. Bet On It from High School Musical is playing in the background. Damn it gets stuck in my head a lot.
"I'm home!" Jane said Barging in the door.
"Yo!"
"So what you gonna tell me about?"
"Oh nothing, I just wanted to seem like I have a life. So what you do today?"
"Oh the usual with Kelly, movies and Buffalo Wild Wings."
"Noice."
She sat down at her desk and went on her laptop. While I started to scroll through my phone finding iconic things like:
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This is what usually happens at our sleepovers. I lay on her bed on my phone, and she sits on her laptop. Not like I mind or anything.
"Yo where is my food?"
"Walmart bag."
I dived down to the bag and opened it.
"Fuck yeah! Pizza Rolls!"
(A/N yo sorry this is short but I'll get to the good shit soon)
