Nick and I ended up at my house once again, this time however we were actually being productive. Believe it or not; but we were doing our homework. I look down at all the numbers on my paper, wondering why the fuck people even needed to invent numbers. And who's dumb idea was it to make a triangle? And angles? And equations? Like deadass we're on a floating rock in the middle of nowhere so why is all of this necessary? I groan in frustration and run my fingers through my hair, slightly pulling them.
'Hey, hey, hey!' Nick said, 'Careful there, if you keep making noises you're not gonna be the only one here who's frustrated.' I rolled my eyes and flopped back onto my bed. My teacher could suck it, I can't do this.
'This is such bullshit!' I said, a lot louder than I should've. Nick simply hummed in agreement. 'I'm gonna go see what's for dinner.' I declared whilst leaving my room to go downstairs. It was nearly 5:30 which meant my mom would be home by now and cooking dinner. I stroll down my stairs and into the kitchen, seeing my mother is in fact home like she normally is.
'Hey mom,' I said kissing her cheek. 'Nicks upstairs, he's prolly gonna stay for dinner.' I told her.
'Alright sweetie. We're having chicken tonight with some potatoes and veggies on the side.' She told me and I cringed in my mind, the calculator already going off in my head. I went back upstairs to see Nick writing in my maths book. I quietly made my way up to him from behind and leaned over his shoulder to see what he was doing. He was writing a bunch of notes, they were notes to help me with math. That's sweet, but funny trumps sweet; so that's why I suddenly grabbed his shoulders and said:
'BOO'
'AHHHHHHH' he screamed, jumping slightly from where he was sitting. 'You bitch!' He said, putting his hand to his heart and letting out a sigh of relief. I could only laugh, seeing someone as closed off as Nick get scared is the most amusing thing on earth. However it didn't take long till he was fed up with my shit and grabbed one of my rather firm pillows off my bed. I jumped and started to run, but I didn't react fast enough apparently as he was suddenly hitting me repeatedly with the pillow. I dropped to the floor and tried to curl up in a ball to defend myself however Nick was fast, dropping to the floor with me and straddling me. I moved my hands to cover my face, not wanting to get hit in the eyes but as soon as he noticed this he dropped the pillow and grabbed my arms with one hand, pinning them above my head.
'Gotcha' he said, his voice low. I gulped, finding it particularly hard to swallow in that moment with him on top of me. The eye contact we held was intense, me witnessing a pool of emotions I couldn't decipher and him probably seeing uncertainty. He swiped his tongue over his lips, licking them and my gaze immediately went there. We were so close that I could feel his breath on my face. (it didn't stink y'all dw😌)
"Dinners ready!"

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THINGS ABOUT TO GET SPICY YALL SO GRAB SOME WATER AND BUCKLE UP!
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-J
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