We are the walking dead

MAC and CHEESE

Lauren said that she needed to go to the store so she did and she was gone a while.
I got hungry and looked through the cabinets and found the most amazing thing ever.
Mac and Cheese.

I got the pot out and did all the stuff but when it was time to drain the water out I accidentally dumped half the noodles in the sink.
I still put 1/4 cup of milk and butter but I think I did it wrong.
I looked down at the cheesy, orange, watery substance and brought it to my lips. I ate it and let's just say that it tasted like a cow and a cheese stick got in a fight and peed this out.

Then I heard the door bell ring. And it was Chandler, Mingus, and Sammantha.

I let them in.
"What are you eating" Mingus asked.

"Obviously it's Mac and cheese" I said in a 'duh' tone.

"Well anyway do you wanna come to the pizza place with us" Sam asked.

"Fine Sammantha" I said sassily.
"Just let me get changed"

I ran upstairs and changed into purple shorts, purple flowy shirt, and purple sandals.
I then ran downstairs and wrote a note to Lauren.

'At the pizza place with the boys I'll be back at 2' -NM

"I'll drive" Chandler said.

"I'll pass" I replied.

"Why?" He asked.

"I don't like people younger than me to drive" I told him.
"Really? When is your birthday?" He asked.

"I'm 15 my birthday is June 26. If I remember correctly yours is the 27 I win" I said.

"How would you know when my birthday is?" He asked.

"Because all the girls in the foster care were in love with you" I replied.

(A/n: this is weird because my birthday really Is on the 26 of June)

He rolled his eyes but nevertheless we rode skateboards there. And when we got there like seven girls glared at me.

"Hey guys do me a favor and get your creepy girlfriends to stop glaring at me." I said and they laughed but did nothing.

"Pepperoni" I said to the waiter
They got cheese.
Losers.

"So losers what have you been up to." I asked casually.

"You are still gonna call us losers" Mingus asked.

"I call everyone losers" I smiled innocently.

"I thought we were friends" Mingus faked sadness.

"Of course we are we are the three musketeers" I replied linking arms with him and Chandler.

"What about me" Sam asked.

"You can be the horse." I replied

The whole time Chandler was silent.
"What's wrong sheriff?" I asked him.

"You know that's not my name" he replied.

"Yeah but I don't care"

That should be my life motto.
But something has been bugging me.
Everyone says that I'm bipolar but I don't think I am.

Just because I hate everyone and everything doesn't mean that I have a mental disorder.