I Doubt I Will Survive Living With These Guys

The Perfect Masterpiece

Quote of the day:

        “You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.

                                                                                    -Amy Bloom

The Perfect Masterpiece-

                We all finished eating and went out to the car.

"Can I stay over?" Bianca asked, slipping into the seat next to me

"Of course. Do you need clothes for tomorrow?" I asked, buckling up

"Yeah, can we stop by my house real quick?" She questioned, her eyes sliding over to Dallas

Dallas of course nodded enthusiastically, ready to do anything for Bianca.

Kayden groaned, “Drop us off first.”

"Her house is on the way to ours we can just stop there really quickly." I muttered, narrowing my eyes at him

"No, drop us-" He started but Dallas cut him off by turning the radio on to drown out his voice

Bianca laughed and we drove the short distance to her house. She hopped out and walked inside her house. The door opened again like one minute later. Okay, she is not that fast.

Her 16 year old brother Cameron came out and walked to the car. He knocked on the window and motioned for Dallas to roll the window down.

Dallas did and Cam grinned, seeing all his friends in the car. He and Dallas did their handshake and Kayden also did it with him.

"What’s up, man?” Dallas asked, turning the radio down

"Can I come?" Cam asked, leaning in the window, throwing me a wink

Rolling my eyes playfully, I leaned back in the seat. The guys were squishing me to and I knew there was enough room in the truck for us all to fit comfortably. They just liked messing with me.

"To our house?" Dallas asked like the idiot he is

Cam arched a brow, “Duh.”

“Well, duh. You don’t have to ask.” Dallas chuckled, doing a fist bump with Cam.  “Go get clothes or something."

Cam nodded before jogging back up to the front door and disappearing into the house. Bianca and he came back out like five minutes later, bags in tow. Once they were in, we headed to the house. We got to my house ten minutes later; the guys bickering the entire way. We all hopped out and went inside the house, thankful to not be hip to hip with each other anymore.

“I think we should all go to the movies and see ‘I Am Number Four’. I heard it’s really good.” Noah suggested, plopping on the couch

 “What are the movie times?” Justin asked, slowly walking over to his recliner

Noah whipped out his phone, almost making it fly through the air. About a minute later, he looked up and pursed his lips.

“The next time is 4:30 or 7:20.” He stated, kicking his feet up on the table

“Probably 4:30. I’m sure the girls want to go shopping for party supplies and clean the house all night.” Dallas said, a sarcastic smirk finding its way onto his lips

Bianca and I arched a brow, simply turning around and walking out of the living room, and up the stairs.

“They’re too much alike…” I heard Cam murmur