It's been a week since the 50's day and as the days go by, my feelings for Gee are more clear to me. It basically takes a hug from him to make the tingling feeling appear and a simple compliment to make me blush a bit. If you think about it, it's kind of annoying being like this 24/7 but oh well, that's how feelings are. This week has been kind of stressful so that doesn't help much. I had four tests, two presentations and I still have a history sheet due to today. I decided to change a bit today and instead of a hoodie, black pants and vans, I went with chains, that I have no idea why I have them but I found them the other day, in my black pants with my dad's belt, because I don't have one, hanging on the other side, a thin hoodie with my leather jacket on and my vans.
Ray of sunshine 🙏🎸
Frank, be ready in 5, Way's in 10 and girls in 15
Fronkie 🎃
Ray, school doesn't start in 30
And I'm still eating and I'm not dressed
Ray of sunshine 🙏🎸
I have a test on my first period, I don't wanna be late because of you because I know you guys take so long to get ready so I'm already alerting
Fronkie 🎃
Fair enough
Well, now I just need to wait because I'm already done. Also, since this week has been what it has been, we decided to have a movie night and just relax at Ray's, we still haven't decided the movie so that's gonna be fun. I went downstairs and sat on the couch in the living room and stared at nothing in particular since I had nothing to do. Just thinking about life.
My thoughts were interrupted by my dad coming from the kitchen and questioning me. "What's up duck?"
"Thinking about life." I boredly said and got up to go and hug my dad.
"And your new outfit?" He laughed a bit but you could see that he was a tiny bit confused.
"Decided to change for a day." I said into his chest. The good part of being a bit shorter than my dad is that when I hug him, I can put my arms under his and basically press my head against his chest. I love this kind of hug.
"That's good- I think- I don't know, do what you want kiddo." My dad sighed with a smile and patted my head like I was a dog.
"Where's mom?" I asked, noticing that I haven't seen her since yesterday's dinner.
"Her boss made her work during the night." We parted the hug and I nodded, going back again to the couch and my dad went to do his stuff. I suddenly got up, grabbed my backpack, said 'goodbye' to my dad and went outside to the other side of the street and into Vic's house. Nobody seemed to be home because there were no sounds or movements inside but when a crash and a loud 'FUCK' was heard, I knew Vic was. I went upstairs and made zero noises so I could scare her.
"BOO!" I screamed as I appeared at her bedroom's doorway and she screamed in return, scared with me.
"FUCK OFF!" She, once again, screamed and I laughed. I entered the room and saw that there were clothes everywhere.
"World War III?" I asked because her room was a complete mess, much more than usual, mine was worse tho.
"Kind of. I surprisingly have no idea what to wear." Vic sighed and I chuckled.
"Welp. I don't know either. But be quick because Ray is probably almost here. New hoodie?" I asked noticing the new piece of clothing on the bed.
"Frank's." The girl in love with the owner's hoodie said with a loving look towards the piece of clothing.

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