*Avril's POV*
"Do you have a pen?" an evil smile spreads across Jordan's face. I search my pocket and hand him a blue sharpie from my hoodie pocket. He draws an absolutely beautiful blue mustache across Nick's upper lip. I can't help but burst out laughing, waking up Nick. "Nice mustache, Nick," I say, still cracking up. He feels his upper lip getting blue marker all over his finger. He falls off the table onto the floor with a thud. Ouch.
While me and Jordan laugh, he just stands there impatiently. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you two were having a fun-fest. Excuse my interruption," he says, somewhat angrily.
"Oh no, Nick," Jordan says. "You're the cause of the fun fest. No need to be sorry."
I wipe a tear from my eye, its too funny.
"You two almost done?" Nick asks impatiently. I answer by holding up a finger and sitting down. "I suppose." I answer. Jordan's laughing dies down and he sits by me. "Yes, I think we're done."
"Good. Oh, Jordan," Nick began "Before I fell asleep I checked your Youtu-" His voice is cut off by Jordan signaling him to stop talking. His YouTube, huh? We can have some fun with this. All I have to find out is his account name. Jordan excuses him self to the bathroom.
"Hey, Nick?"
"Yes, Girl-I've-never-met-before?"
"You were saying something about Jordan's YouTube..."
"Captainsparklez."
"Excuse me?"
"His account is Captainsparklez."
"Oh, okay. Thanks." Just as I say this, Jordan returns. "I'm back."
"I see that." I stand up and kiss his cheek. "Glad to have you back."
Nick looks dumbfounded. "Oh, sorry, Nick. This is my... friend, Avril," explains Jordan.
"Friends, I'm sure," Nick laughs.
~~~~~~~~~A/N~~~~~~~~
god. that was a lot of dialogue. did I spell that right? probably not. OH WELL. im really angry at my laptop! I accisentally touch the mouse type thing and ehrever my cursor is , it makes me type there. gahhhhhh. I'm done typing today. I find my grammar gets worse every author note I do. whoops.
Bai Guise.
