Plastic Taste || Joji Miller

Chapter 3

I woke up. Glad that it's friday.

I dressed up and went down stairs.

"Dad???" I shout threw the house.

No answer. I shrugged probably left work early.

I didn't eat anything. Not a morning person.

I locked the door and went to Max's place. Knocking on his door. "Maaaaaaaaax." I shout banging the door. He lives alone so that is really nice.

He walked out messy hair and no shirt. Like always.

"Dress up. School is gonna start soon." I looked at him.

"I don't want to..." he whined.

"Dude, seriously? We only have 3 months left." I grumbled back.

He looked at me and walked away leaving the door open. 

I walked in and threw myself on the couch waiting for him.

5 minutes later he comes back, fully dressed and looking good.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yees." He let out a sleepy sigh.

I just rolled my eyes and laughed walking out.

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Sitting threw History, AGAIN. Is very boring.

Joji was sitting next to me passing notes to each other, while Max and Ian slept on each other behind us.

'You look pretty today.'  Joji wrote.

My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. Nobody calls me pretty.

'You look pretty nice your self.'  And drew a small version of him.

I like to draw by the way. One of my favorite things that I don't have time for.

He chuckled besides me, and took the paper, putting it somewhere. Taking another peace of paper we wrote notes the whole lesson, when the bell rang we all stood up and left.

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Me and the guys didn't really hang out today. Joji, had to go somewhere. Max and Ian went gaming to Chads. Which I said I will join later.

I walked back home. This time to find my dad on the couch, passed out. I took a blanket and putted it over him.

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It's friday so I cleared everything up so I could draw. Even told Max I won't come. He didn't reply. Cunt.

I didn't know what to draw, holding the pencil on the paper, nothing coming to mind.

My thoughts were cleared out by a ringing noise. I took my phone and looked at the number. 'Unknown.'

I picked up. "Hello?" I said.

"Hey. Um Rain. What's up?" George's deep, beautiful voice spoke.

"Nothing much, trying to figure out what to draw.. what about you?"

"Walking around the neighborhood. Not knowing what to do."

"Hey,um I don't want this to sound weird. But could you come and um like pose for me to draw?" I held in my breath for the no. But his answer made me ease.

"Yes of course. Be there in a few." And hung up.

WOAH OKAY, I DIDN'T THINK HE WILL AGREE. Okay don't panic.