"You're sweeter than chocolate ice cream, and that's saying something!"
In which Dustin falls for his best friend, not knowing that she's fallen for him too.
I laughed as Molly demonstrated how to properly do jazz hands. It was quite funny actually. With her costume on, she just looked adorably funny.
"That Dustin, is how the professionals do jazz hands," Molly said sitting on the floor.
"Alright, you win," I replied, tossing her another piece of chocolate.
"Hey, can I stay over tonight?" Molly asked.
"Sure! Let's call your mom," I exclaimed jumping up. It was Friday night after all. We wouldn't have school tomorrow.
Molly "Mom!" Dustin called, " Can Molly stay over tonight?"
"Sure sweetie! Just please don't make too much noise, and do try to not play truth or dare. I don't want to end up with a messy walls, or two middle schoolers screaming from the roof," Dustin's mom called.
"Yay," I said as I went downstairs, and called my mom. The phone rung a few times before my mom picked up.
"Hi this is Ms. Miller, how can I help you?" I heard my mom say.
"Mom, this is Molly. I was wondering if I could stay over at Dustin's tonight. It's alright with his mom. Please!" I begged.
"Sure sweetie. I don't see why not. Just don't ruin the house, and remember your manners. See ya later girlfriend!" she said saying goodbye like we always did. It started when my mom was trying to be "cool" but it didn't work. Since then, we always say goodbye to each other like that.
"See ya later girlfriend!" I replied as I hung up.
"She said sure!" I squealed as I walked back to Dustin's room.
"Yay!" Dustin did a little dance.
"Oh shoot! I don't have clothes at your house anymore. I brought the last set home to wash last week," I told Dustin as I flopped on his bed.
"It's fine. You can borrow some of mine," he replied digging through his closet. He pulled out a baggy sweatshirt , and some sweatpants. I took the clothing from him, and walked to the bathroom to change.
Dustin
I sat on my bed as I waited for Molly to come back. I thought about Dart. Wondering what kind of creature he was. Maybe I found a new species. What would I call it?
My thoughts were interrupted when Molly opened the door. She had washed off all the face paint and makeup. She had taken her wig off, and she her costume was folded neatly. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and without all the makeup I could see all her freckles.
'She looks cute in my clothes,' I thought to myself as she sat down next to me, putting her head on my shoulder and closing her eyes.
"I'm sleepy Curly Fry," she mumbled.
"Molly I have to change into my pajamas okay? You're going to have to move," I told as I stood up, and walked to the bathroom. I changed, and when I walked back to my room, Molly was wearing my hat.
"Molly!" I exclaimed, and she jumped.
"S-sorry," she stuttered. Why was she stuttering?
"It's fine," I told her sitting down next to her. She giggled as she pushed me off the bed, and I pouted at her, which made her giggle even more. God I loved it when she giggled. She would toss her head back and smile, showing off her dimples and braces.
I started putting out a sleeping bag, and was about to grab a pillow, but Molly stopped me.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Going to bed," I answered.
"Um, no. Come on up here, you can sleep with me," she said smiling at me, a light pink blush dusting her cheeks.
I didn't complain, and climbed into bed. I laid down next to her, and she rolled over to face me. She immediately put her head by my chest, and wrapped her arms around me. It was oddly comforting, so I wrapped my arms around her. When I was sure she was asleep, I kissed her lightly on the forehead. I looked at the beautiful girl in front of me until my eyelids drooped, and we fell asleep just like that.
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