"You touch me with that brush, and I'll go to Ashton's house and slather your face with Scott's poop, Ari."
"You can be such a meanie at times, Thea." Ari pouted. "Fine, fine. Honestly, I thought that you would be over this whole I'm an anti girl situation by now."
"Well, it's not my fault I hate having my face caked with that thing you call makeup." I look up to my ceiling as I fall back on the couch. God, bless her mind and help her understand me better. It's so much easier when I don't have to explain myself.
Evangeline looked up from her magazine from her place on the ground, Avery behind her as she braided her hair. They all got along great. I had never pictured myself with multiple girls in my house and actually called them my friends. Ari used to be the only girl I allowed in my life. Now here I am with three other girls in my room that happen to be my friends.
