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I opened my eyes slowly and saw my brown haired,dark eyed,bestfriend hovering over me. His muscular arms were resting on my shoulders.
Sophie:"Get the fuck off of me-"
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He nodded,took out his hoodie and put it over my head.
Then,I smelt something. I brought the hoodie up to my nose and immediately after sniffing it I gagged.
I looked at Jason who was confused and said,"You stanky."
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After giving Jason his chocolate donut and Gingerbread Latte she turned to me, set the plate with my chocolate donut similar to Jason's own but just with sprinkles and my hot chocolate on the table. I looked at the cup if hot chocolate infront of me and looked back up at Leila.
Sophie:"Where my whipped cream at tho?"
Leila:"W-what?"
Sophie:"WHERE MY WHIPPED CREAM AT THO?"
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I looked at the floor and go to look back at the table but something else caught my eye.
The black haired guy was staring at me.
And our eyes locked together.
Sophie: "fuck you staring at?"
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My thoughts were interrupted by someone grabbing my waist.
I turn around and came face to face with a man who looks atleast 7 years older than me.
His face was inches away from mine and he reeked of alcohol.
"Hey beautiful, let's go somewhere more private, hm?" he whispers in my ear.
Ew.
"Um no thank you." I say,trying to pull away from him.
He doesn't budge.
Sophie:" You have one second to get the fuck off of me before I slap the shit out of you"
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Heather wanted to take a picture of me and Leila so while she was taking the picture I decided to take revenge. I picked up the nearest pillow and aimed.
Heather's eyes widened and ran away while screaming, "OH HELL NAH"
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There was a glass of milk next to a plate of cookies on the counter.
Cookies.
Just as my fingertips were about touch one of those delicious cookies, Leila appeared out of nowhere and hit my arm away.
"Don't touch! Those are for Santa."
I ignore her and reached out for the cookies again.
In a matter of seconds, Leila tackled me to the floor.
"If I let you go you aren't gonna eat those cookies?" she asks, cautiously.
"On God, I'm not gonna eat them"
"You're not gonna touch them?"
"On God, I'm not gonna eat them." I repeat.
"You're not gonna touch them?"
"Nope"
"You're gonna go to your room?"
"On God."
"On God?"
"On God."
"I'm gonna let go." she says, releasing me slowly.
"Bitch I don't believe in god! You stupid bitch!" I yell, quickly grabbing a cookie and running upstairs.
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I turned around and there he stood, with his eyebrows scrunched up together in confusion, though the look in his eyes tells me he knows what I mean.
Jason.
Well shit.
"You like me?" Jason continues.
I look him straight in the eye before I burst out laughing.
"Oh my god." I say, trying to catch my breath.
"You think you're speciallll" I say before exploding in laughter again.
My laughter quickly dies down as I see the serious look on his face.
"Oh shit, you're serious."