High School Mayhem

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"You don't remember it? WERE YOU HYPED UP?!"

<<Hyped up: My overly PG version of drunk. I'm too watered down for this world. Also, instead of any alcohols, they drink any drink with Ginger Ale. Ex. Canda Dry, Seagram's, Schweppes, Canfield's, etc.>>

"Um... ...no?"

"You were."

"I wasn't."

"Idiot. Don't drink stuff like that, okay?"

"I didn't."

"Are you lying?"

"I just don't remember the party because it was months ago."

"You dodged the question."

"Van."

"Promise me you will not touch a single ginger ale ever. Okay?"

"Alright."

"Thank you, dummy. Anyway, back to me messing with you even though I'm totally not jealous. Who was the girl in the picture? I'll send it to you since you don't remember."

"Not jealous, huh?"

"I'm not." After scrolling through my phone, I realize that I deleted it. "Turn on FaceTime, I can't send it to you."

"Or... this is you just subtly telling me that you want to see me." He laughs as he answers the FaceTime call.

"Yeah, right." I shake my head as I dig through my drawer. I pull out the printed picture and show it to him. "Who's this?" I point to the girl in the pic. He looks at it and bursts into laughter. "What? What's so funny?"

"That's not a girl. That's Jordan, my roommate, remember? He's wearing a wig."

"The guy who called me your side chick? What? Why is he wearing a wig?"

"He decided to go to the party pretending to be my cousin, a girl from New York named Felicia."

"Oh, so, you remember that but you don't remember the snack table." I joke.

"How would I remember that specific snack table?"

"How many parties do you go to in order not to remember the snack table?"

"Every time I let my guard down, Jordan drags me to a party so he can practice his acting skills and pretend to be a different person." He says as my phone dings signaling another call.

"I gotta try that now." I laugh. "I have to go though, I'm getting another call."

"Alright, peace."

"Bye."

||Call End||

Dante || Lyrvanna

"What do you want?"

"Woah, I don't get a 'hey' or 'wow, Dante, long time no speak'."

"I'm not feeling nice enough for that. I did answer the call though."

"Very true."

"So... did you call for a reason?"

"Nah, I just like messing with you."

"You're a slime bag."

"Slime bag? I haven't been called that one before."

"If you have nothing to say, I'm hanging up. I still have homework to do."

"Since when do you do homework?"

"I don't. I just have to stare it so I have the right to that I tried."

"You don't have the right to say you tried unless you actually tried."

"I'm hanging up now."

"Wait, no, why?"

"You don't have anything important to say anyway."

"What if I said I miss you?"

"Die in a fire."

"You see... I was expecting that but I wasn't at the same time."

"Okay?"

"So rude. I don't even want to tell you the real reason I called."

"You said you just wanted to mess with me."

"Well there's also another reason."

"What?"

"No, you were mean to me. You have to say sorry first."

"Just tell me the reason." He just whistles. "Fine... I'm sorry that you're such a butt wipe. Tell me."

"What? But--"

"You never said what I had to say sorry for."

"Fine, touche. Remember that party we bumped into each at?"

"Yeah?"

"You forgot your purse."

"WHAT?! I thought it was stolen or something! WHY ARE YOU JUST TELLING ME THIS NOW?!"

"Because I didn't know it was yours until I tried to see who it belonged to and one of your pictures fell out."

"Oh. Well, drive over and give it to me."

"I'm letting you know right now that you owe me."

||Call End||

What the heck? And what exactly does he mean by that?

I'm getting sick just thinking about what he could possibly be referring to by saying that. Though I could be just thinking too much, I doubt that I am.

Dove || Lyrvanna

"Hel-"

"Your brother is a sicko."

||Call End||