Were Not Friends

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Dylan's POV

I wake up to blurry ness

I don't have my contacts

Wait why haven't the eye doctor people sent me any

What the

I can't even see anything. This is bad

Johnnie still doesn't know that I have contacts

I will have to tell him sometime

I can't call my eye doctor cause I don't have a phone

Wait Johnnie has a phone

But I don't want him to know I have contacts ugh life is hard

"Johnnie" I lightly shook him

"yea" he groaned

"could I use your phone" I ask

"sure" he says

I find his phone and run to my room tripping on the stairs a few times

Hopefully Angelina is in hers room

I open hers room door

"Angelina" I say

"what" she ask sleepily

"come here now it's important" I say

I hear her get up off the bed and run to me

"whats wrong" she ask concerned

"I can't see" I say

She sighs "put your contacts in" she says

"I can't cause I dont have any I have johnnies phone could you call the eye doctor" I ask

"yea what's the number" she takes the phone

I tell her the number and she types it

"okay there. Just come get me if you need me to drive you to the eye doctor" she says

I nodded and walk to my room shutting the door

Soon someone answers the phone

"hello Eye Care im Wilson how could I help you" some lady answers

"yea hi my name is Dylan-

I tell something's and she looks up my records from my other eye doctor back at my Nebraska

"okay I have your records, we have a space for you to come in 20 minuets or tomorrow witch one do you wanna take" she ask

"the 20 minuets please" I say

"okay I will see you soon" she says

With that I hang up and walk back to Angelina room

"Angelina let's go to the eye doctor" I say

"okay I'll be ready in 5 minuets" she says

I find my way down stairs

I sit next to Johnnie

"Johnnie" I set my hand on his arm

"mmm" was all he ask

"me and Angelina are going to the eye doctor" I say

"why" he ask

"I'll tell you later okay. You can stay here, or go to my bed if you want to sleep more" I ask

"I'm going to your bed" he says

He grabs the pillows and I grab the blankets

We walk upstairs and set the things back on my bed

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