TP

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"There's no way I'm doing this" I decided folding my arms. "Blakely come on" he whined.
"No way! It's mean and not to mention illegal!" I shook my head. "He's done some pretty mean things to you though" Lucas argued.

"So have you! I still never TP'd your house!"
"Yeah cause I'm not as much of a dick as him" he said in a duh tone.
I gave him a questioning look, "really?"
"I never hit you!"
"You hit my feelings" I joked.

"Jesus" he laughed, "come on, you don't even have to do it, you can sit in the car and provide moral support".
"I'm still an accessory to your crime, what if someone sees me in the car window or something, and I get reported too!"

"That would require people knowing who you are babe" he smiled. "Thanks!" I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
"You can wear sunglasses and a hoodie".
I thought about it. I couldn't believe I was actually considering doing something so crazy.

"I don't have a hoodie and sunglasses on me" I finally said. "Good thing we're at my house" he smiled running up to his front door. I sighed and hugged myself while I waited for him.

He came back out with a grey hoodie, a pair of sunglasses and a packet of 12 rolls of toilet paper. I put the hoodie on and it went all the way down to my knees. I was wearing a pair of pleated shorts so you couldn't tell that I had pants on.

"Nice" he smiled sliding the sunglasses onto my face. I shut my eyes tightly so he wouldn't stab me in the eyes which he thought was hilarious. "A little trust, please" he laughed.

I took my hair out of the high ponytail it was in then pulled the hood of the sweater on.
"Ready" I smiled at him with a clap.
"Not exactly" he said squinting at my face.
"What?" I asked.

He pulled a black sharpie out of literally nowhere and brought it to my face. As soon as I realized what he was doing, I slapped his hand and the sharpie fell to the ground.
"Hey!" He whined.
"Don't mess with my skin, I don't drink 3 liters of water a day just so you can draw on it" I said firmly.

"You need a mustache" he laughed.
"Are we gonna do this or not?" I asked rolling my eyes. "Lets go" he nodded jumping into the drivers side of my car. I didn't question it and just got into the passenger seat and looked in front of me as he pulled out of his driveway.

Almost at that exact moment, my phone started ringing. I looked down at it on my lap and nearly cursed when I saw it was Emma. She would beat me up if she knew I was with Lucas again. I felt bad for keeping all this from her, she was my best friend and I usually told her everything, but she despised Lucas with a passion.

"Gonna get that?" He asked nodding at my phone. "Yeah, duh" I said tilting it away from him. He looked at me again and I still hadn't answered it.
"Eyes on the road" I said. He smiled and looked back at the road.

I sighed then pressed the answer button and held my phone to my ear.
"Took your time!" Emma exclaimed, "bring me food".

"My day's been fine thanks Emma" I smiled rolling my eye. "Yeah, I didn't ask. Bring me a feed, I feel like KFC".
"I can't" I said.
"Wha-why?!" She exclaimed.
"I'm doing something" I said hoping she would just assume I was studying or something.

"If you wanted you could be doing someone" Lucas smiled.
I glared at him and he just shrugged, clearly proud of himself. "Who was that?" Emma asked, "That was a boy! You don't talk to boys! What did he say?"

"Calm down, it was my dad" I lied.
"Daddy" Lucas sang.
I held my hand over his mouth but he just laughed and stared straight ahead. "He says hi" I smiled even though she couldn't see me.
"Well can I come over? My aunt is here and she and my mom are talking shit about me again, plus they ate my left over Taco Bell".

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