So apparently I still have really good aim, because the water balloon hit home, right smack in the middle of Gerard's extremely stunned face. "Hey! Like Bandit said, it was Frank's idea, not mine!" I flash him a wide grin,
"Yeah, but your face is priceless! Besides, you beat me at a sass battle, and that is just unacceptable." He smirks.
"Okay, whatever, I'm gonna go make some coffee." he strides out of the doorway to the stairs. Frank looks at me with an eyebrow raised, then shakes his head.
"You should hurry up and get dressed. We're gonna go see a movie." I nod. Alright. Movie time. Let's move. I close the door and walk over to my half-filled dresser, absent-mindedly scratching my arm. I randomly pull out some clothes and put them on, still scratching my arm. I walk into the bathroom and look in the little black-framed mirror above the sink.
I suck in a breath as I take in my rat's nest hair and sleep-heavy eyes. Okay. Not too bad. Look away. You have three seconds, then you have to look away. One. Two. Three. I duck down and rinse my face off with cold water. Why do I look so ugly? I dry my face off with the blue towel hanging next to the sink. Why is my face so messed up? I grab my brush from the mostly- empty suitcase, and look down while I brush my hair. I am fat, too. So fat... I drop my hairbrush and pinch my stomach. Fat. I grab my Walkman and jam the earbuds into my ears, and Zero Percent comes on. Shoving my feet in some socks, and lacing up my boots, I let myself melt into the music, ignoring Worry, Stress, and Panic. I stand up, and glance down at my left arm. No matter how bad it gets, don't give up. Always keep running. We will always be there for you. I smile, Now they will actually always be there. At least, Gee, Frank, and Bandit will. I shake my head, put a bunch of rubber bracelets on, and head down stairs. I am intercepted by Frank after the first flight.
"Psssstt! Hey, Avery, come here!" He beckons me down the hallway. " Do me a favor?" He half-whispers. I give him a look.
"I am not going to let your dogs live in my room"
"No no no. Not anything like that...Can you ask Gee if he likes me?" I try to keep a straight face as I nod, but then I have to smile, and I start laughing, a lot.
"Oh my god Frank, what are you, a thirteen-year-old girl?! This-it-it's priceless!" He crosses his arms.
"Come on, please?" He says, frowning.
"Okay, alright. But I can't promise I'll be discreet." He starts grinning like crazy, and I walk back to the stairs, finishing my dissent. "WHO'S READY FOR SOME MOVIE TIME?" I yell, running into the main room. Then Gee looks up at me with an unbearably sad face. "What happened?" Bandit runs over to me and sobs into my jeans.
"Lindsey"
Duh, duh, duuuuuuuuuuuuuh! Sorry it's a short update, I'll try to update soon, but no promises. Any who, meh girlfriend and I broke up. Aaaaand same old- same- old. Tell me your thoughts DM me, ect. ect. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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