My Random Prom

Lemonades and rallies

It is Friday night...and I'm partying yay.
I'm drunk with excess cola and pizza and my ultimate bae Netflix keeps flirting me back with new new episodes of Friends. Sprawled on my cozy bed in my spongebob pyjamas my eyes narrow in on my laptop screen as I wonder why can't Ross and Rachel get together already. Like this fling thing between them is so irritating and yet so engrossing.
Honestly Joey is my ultimate bae with that great sense of humor he's got.

But apart from all these I was hoping I could dig in some new shows which could keep me occupied all weekends.

And not to forget my best friend who is sprawled beside me swallowing big spoonfuls of ice cream.
Reason being she found out recently that the boy from a certain band she obssesses about was confirmed to be engaged.

Oops.

Amy is always this aggressive and well sweet once she takes a liking to someone. Always been my one and only number one friend who has been with me since kindergarten and needless to say we know almost everything about each other. No ignore almost, we know everything about one another.
Well except that one time when she confronted this guy about my crush with him behind my back and literally forced him to notice me. Yeah I know she's bold and annoying like that.
Later when I came to know through him well you can imagine things were pretty awkward and torture for me.

But besides that she's that one friend that anyone is lucky to have.

"Hey do you have another bucket of ice cream?" She asks mouth full of the big chunk she just gorged on.

"No it seems you already finished two buckets from my fridge which is so not fair since you didn't share and Amy you really need to stop eating like a pig, my bed cannot handle your mouth dirt."

"Owww come on don't be so mean. This is what friends are for, cleaning each others dirt." She slurs as though she is drunk on ice cream.

"Really you think that?"

"I mean not literally cleaning  dirt but you get it right? We are there for each other. Even if it means cleaning your bed."

And there! A large chunk drops from her spoon on the bed.

"Oh I'm sorry really I didn't do that purposely. I mean I was thinking of doing that but not this huge one. Let me clean." She blabs with her eyes large.

" leave it we'll clean up afterwards before mom comes home." I said half smiling seeing her blab.

"Yeah let's do that anyways we can't be waking till late night now remember we got campaign tomorrow with the neighbourhood. Gotta get ready and energized for that."

"Oh almost forgot okay you take these packets and buckets down in the kitchen and I'll arrange here so we can sleep."

"Roger that."

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I was woken up with a not so subtle way of Amy shouting at my ears so brazenly screaming "Get up Rach, I've been waking you up for an hour already. Get you fat ass out and let's get going, you got 15 minutes."

"What? Is it that late? What's the time?" I asked irritated  crawling out of my peaceful slumber.

"It is 7am and if you want to do any help in the rally for peaceful neighbourhood today we got only 15 minutes. We have to be down by then."

"Did mom already come?"
Yeapp my mom Sandy Brown, an elegant woman in her late 30's. She is a doctor so she often stays at the hospital overnights but that doesn't bother me. She is an outgoing and independent woman who still sees herself as a teenager so no wonder she freaks out whenever she sees Leonardo Dicaprio everytime on television and I always try to reason out "Mom that guy is like twice as much younger than you."
"Bah, a woman can dream."
Yeah you read that right. That's what my mom says. She's the complete opposite what people imagine doctors to be. And speaking of her...