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I run outside when I hear Elliot's car horn and get into his black jeep. "It's eight don't honk! You'll wake up the entire state." I say while buckling up. He chuckles and drives off. "Goodmorning to you too, my friend." I shake my head and smile at him. "You know, you can be a real i***t if you want to be." He smirks and winks at me. "It's the jock in me." I laugh. "True that." Elliot and I always found the jock types rather dumb, in every aspect of their being. They laugh over stupid things, act as if they're famous and don't even know how to open a damn door. That's untill Elliot became one himself. I've laughed at him for days, but I'm proud of him. He's really good at football and it makes him happy. So who am I to tell him off?
"So remember that neon party I told you about last year?" I ask him making him frown at first but then smile at the memory. I ran to him and practically jumped on him with the poster for the event. I always wanted to go to Neon parties and this was a party for everyone, meaning an l***q+ friendly party. I begged him to come with me and, it took some persuading ofcourse, but he agreed. "Yeah I remember." He says while locking the car after parking, and walking to my locker with me. I take my books for first period and smile. "Well so that's next Saturday and I was wondering if you already have an outfit?" He hums. "Yeah white shirt and jeans. Why?" I frown. "Come on that's it? So basic." He shrugs. "What's your idea then?" I smile and tell him excitedly. "White shirt with white shoes, blue jeans and a sweater." He chuckles. "So my outfit with a sweater?" I frown. "No you i***t- urg you'll never get it." I say while shaking my head. I walk to class and say beye to Elliot as he has practice while I'm stuck in science.
"So you're driving which means you can't drink." He nods and eats his sandwich. "I know you've been telling me for weeks now." I nod. "Yes but you know how important this is to me. I don't wanna miss it." He hums and finishes his sandwich with a cute smile. "Relax, we'll go and have fun okay?" I sigh and nod. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry." I chuckle making him laugh his crazy gorgeous laugh. His eyes crinkle and his teeth are so white..."Good." I smile and finish eating before getting up and walking back to my locker. Oh how I love art class.
"So now you see how it all revolves around the right perspective." Miss Young says, finishing off her speech.
"I hope everyone enjoy's their easter break. Don't forget to work on your big art project." She says right before the bell rings, everyone packs their bags and flees the classroom. I jog over to Elliot, who's standing at my locker, and tap him on his shoulder. "You ready to go?" He nods and drives me home while we talk about his big football game, coming up after break.
- Saturday -
[ Jax ]
Hey El! Ready for tonight?
[ Elliot ]
Oh yeah ! Just finished dinner, gonna get a shower & be at yours in 30!
[ Jax ]
Perfect c u in 30!
Where are you?!
Hello?
ELLIOT!!
[ Elliot ]
Sorry sorry! I'm on my way!!
[ Jax ]
YOU ARE AN HOUR LATE!!!
[ Elliot ]
I know, I'll be at yours in ten.
[ Jax ]
Ugh.
Still not here.
[ Elliot ]
Red lights are killing me, cut me some slack.
[ Jax ]
Mhm.
[ Elliot ]
Oh c'mon J
[ Jax ]
You KNOW how much I looked forward to tonight.
[ Elliot ]
Yeah you've not shut up about it ever since you told me last year.
[ Jax ]
Exactly LAST YEAR
I've been looking forward to it, since. Last. Year.
And you're RUINING IT.
[ Elliot ]
I'm sorry.
[ Jax ]
Sure you are.
You know, if you didn't want to come, you should've just said so.
[ Elliot ]
C'mon J, I want to come. You're my best bud! Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy & you know that.
[ Jax ]
Sure.
[ Elliot ]
Well, except for your weird candle addiction Ofcourse.
[ Jax ]
Leave me and my candles alone you prick.
[ Elliot ]
Did my innocent best friend just insult me?
[ Jax ]
Oh shut up you i***t, who said I'm innocent?
[ Elliot ]
I just did ?
[ Jax ]
I'm not innocent you are!
[ Elliot ]
LOL you're funny bud
[ Jax ]
Ugh just come here asap
Hellooooo?
[ Elliot ]
You're making me text and drive, Ofcourse it's taking longer
[ Jax ]
Pfft, you're an i***t.
MY OUTFIT IS STARTING TO SMELL
[ Elliot ]
No, you are starting to smell. Not your outfit.
[ Jax ]
I really hate you right now.
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