Alexa ↠ Corbyn Besson

Twenty-Six

June 19th

I woke up, still feeling bad about everything that happened about Corbyn. I don't know what I did to make him upset, and it honestly hurts. We were finally starting to become closer and I would have considered him my friend; then he blocked my number. I saw him leave the other day after he blocked me and he hasn't been back to his house since. Now I don't know what to think.

I rolled over and looked at my phone. 10:42 A.M. I sat up and started to scroll through my notifications.

Loser Squad

Megan:
-Come on, stop moping about stupid head

Bailey:
-We're coming over and getting you out of the house

Brent:
-We're going to take you to the park and to get ice cream

Megan:
-and do anything else you want to do

Bailey:
-We'll be there in 10, be ready

Alexa:
- :)

I smiled while reading the messages. I stood up and walked across my bed, too lazy to get off, and jumped onto the floor. I opened my closet door and pulled out a pair of white shorts and a red crop top. I changed and then went into the bathroom, quickly running a brush through my hair. I put on some concealer, mascara, lip balm, and I did my brows. I walked out of the bathroom and slid on my Nike Airs.

Loser Squad

Brent:
-We're here

I grabbed my purse and jogged down the stairs. "Bye dad, love you," I said, kissing his cheek and heading towards the door.

"Bye sweetheart."

"There's my favorite person," Brent said as I crawled into the back of the car. Bailey and Megan glared at him from the mirror, causing me to laugh.

"Change of plans," Bailey said once we started going down the road. "We are not going to the park, we're going to the beach."

"But I don't have a swim suit."

"None of us do."

"Well, that's why we are going to the board walk first. I hate to say it, but it's the middle of June and I don't think any of us have bought a new bathing suit yet."

"Why do we need new ones?" Brent asked. "We still have the ones from the past three years that still fit."

"But you've been wearing them for the past three years. We are all going to go and get some new ones, then walk down to the beach."

"As long as we're done by four. I have to be at work at five thirty."

"Okay, deal."

-

We all walked out of the store with a new bathing suit. We decided to change then head down to the beach. None of us we're really in the mood for swimming, so we decided to just tan and play some volleyball for a while before going out and getting some ice cream.

"Okay, loser has to buy the ice cream," Brent said, walking back to serve the ball.

I looked over at Bailey and smirked. "They're going down."