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eighteen

I nod my head in understanding. "anyways" I turn to Lisa "how's mike?"

"oh my god yes how's mike?" Billie asks turning to her as well and she covers her face with her hands. "nope"

"come on" I whine "make me feel better about my life"

she uncovers her face and shoots daggers over at me meanwhile her face is red as a tomato.

"it's going good, what do you want me to say?"

"is he good in bed?" Billie asked and I look over at her with wide eyes.

do you really want to know that Billie?

"I'm leaving" Lisa stands up and practically runs out of the room and I snicker into my hands looking over to Billie who knows her head back and laughs out loud.

I shake my head at her and she grins "she's gonna hate us on tour"

"she hates us already"

"Finn and Claudia are going on a date night tonight so i gotta go watch peaches"

"ight, lemme go shower first"

"okay, imma go annoy Lisa because I wanna know about her and Mike"

I roll my eyes with a smile and stand up "have fun"

I jump in the shower and was myself quickly so I'm not leaving Billie alone with Lisa for too long, getting dressed into pyjamas cause you know my lazy ass just gonna sit in bed and watch netflix.

I brush through my hair and decide I want to plait my hair. "Lisa!" I shout and both her and Billie come into the room.

"can you plait hair? I can't be bothered to dry it"

"yeah turn around" Billie throws herself on my bed and pulls out her phone and Lisa comes up behind me and brushes my hair, starting to plait my hair.

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