-March 31st
Megan:
-Girls night?
Bailey:
-I'm down
Alexa:
-I got the nail stuff and music
Bailey:
-I got the face masks and movies
Megan:
-I'll get snacks and drinks
Alexa:
-I'll order some pizza a few minutes after y’all get here
Megan:
- Okay
Bailey:
-Sounds good
Alexa:
-see ya then
I shot up off my bed and went downstairs. "Hey dad, can Megan and Bailey come over tonight?" I asked. I glanced up at the clock and saw that it was 8:52 P.M.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm going out with a few friends tonight so I might not be back until the morning."
"Don't you have work tomorrow?"
"No, I took the day off."
"Oh, okay. I'll see you tomorrow then. I love you."
"Love you too. Don't stay up all night," he said, giving me a hug.
"We won't."
Dad left and I went into the guest bedroom. I took some extra blankets and pillows out of the closet and set them down on the couch in the living room. I went up to my room and took my case of nail polishes anything else you might need for nails off the shelf and downstairs as well. I grabbed my two speakers and set them up on the table and prepared a few playlists.
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"We're here," Megan said, walking through the front door, followed by Bailey.
"Just set the snacks and stuff in the kitchen," I said. "I ordered the pizza a few minutes ago."
"Where did you get it from?" Bailey asked.
"That one Italian place in the mall. What is it called? Marie's?"
"Yeah, that place is really good," she said, approving my choice.
“Good, we all know how picky you are about your pizza,” Megan joked.
“Hey, if I’m going to eat I want to make sure it’s good enough for the president.”
We all laughed. “Everything is in the living room. Dad won’t be back until tomorrow so we have the entire house to ourselves.”
“Coolio.”
We all grabbed bags and set snacks out on the coffee table. Bailee set the face masks with the nail stuff and we went through all the movies she brought, deciding on 68 Kill because, well, Matthew Gray Gubler.
As we were setting everything up the doorbell rang. “I got it,” I said, jogging over to the door.
“I have an order for Alexa Williams,” the, very attractive, boy said, reading the order receipt.
“That’s me," I said, pulling a 20-dollar bill out of my pocket.
“Your total was $17.18,” he said, taking the bill.
“Keep the change.”
He smiled at me before handing me the pizzas and my receipt. “Have a good day.”
“You too.” He turned around and walked away. I looked over at Corbyn’s house and saw him cleaning his car. I waved at him and he only looked at me and turned around, facing the other direction.
Wow, so much for being someone he is comfortable around.
I turned around and walked back inside the house, closing and locking the door behind me.
“Was that pizza?” Bailee yelled from upstairs.
“Yeah,” I yelled back, setting the boxes down on the coffee table with everything else.
“Finally!” I heard Bailee stomp down the stairs and come back into the living room.
I realized she was wearing something different, so I guess her and Megan went and changed while I was at the door.
Megan came downstairs and we all sat in our spots on the couch; me on the left, Bailee in the middle, and Megan on the right.
“So, what took you so long?” Bailee asked as the ads started playing.
“What do you mean?"
“We had time to go upstairs and change before you were done getting the pizza,” Megan said, keeping her eyes on the TV.
“Nothing, I just paid for the pizza.”
“Sure,” both of them said in sync, causing all three of us to burst out laughing.
-
By the end of the night- well, early morning- by the time we went to bed, we had done makeovers, watched two movies, eaten almost all the snacks (and finished all the pizza), had a full-on dance battle, obsessed over boys, and honestly may have gotten into some alcohol.
Megan and Bailee had fallen asleep about ten minutes ago, and I was about to, I just wanted to sketch a little before I went to bed.
I went over to my desk and opened my sketch book and started to outline the face and body a little. I looked up and out my window, since my desk was right in front of one of the two in my room and saw someone in a room in Corbyn’s house.
The light was on and they were sitting on their bed playing a guitar. I couldn’t tell if it was Corbyn or not, but they were wearing a hoodie so it was a safe guess. They stopped playing and looked up, meeting my gaze. We held it for a few seconds before breaking it and going back to what we were doing before.
I decided to just go to bed, so I shut my curtains and walked over to my bed, crawling in and letting sleep take over.
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