Best friends, ex friends to the end.
“Your mom kicked you out?” My best friend Ainsley exclaimed as we sat on her bed.
“Yeah,” I muttered.
“On your birthday?” She yelled.
“Yes, Ainsley.” I said. “Then, I had some guy trying to hit on me.”
“What?” She laughed slightly, her vibrant green eyes wide with amusement. “Who was it?”
“ I don’t know, his name was Gerard though.: I told her. “He tried to give me a ride.”
“Why didn’t you take me?”
“God you’re nosy. He could have been some mass murderer for all I know!” I exclaimed.
She tucked a strand of her black hair, streaked with white, behind her ear. “Frankie knows a Gerard.”
“Who’s Frankie?” I asked her.
“He’s this new kid in the school. He’s in a band.” He eyes lit up as she talked about him.
“You like this Frankie kid don’t you?” I smirked.
“Maybe just a little bit.”
I eyed her.
“Alright! I like him a lot, okay?” Her cheeks turned read.
“I knew it.” I laughed. “It was the look in your eyes. They were all ‘Ahhh, Frankie,. I want to shove my tongue down his throat.’”
“Nuh uh!” She threw a pillow at me.
“Yeah huh!” I threw it back at her, hitting her in the face.
“I hate you!” She flopped over on her bed.
“You know,” I said after a few seconds of silence. “I need a job.”
“I thought you had a job.” She gave me a weird look.
“ I did have a job.” I told her. “I got fired from McDonald’s”
“How do you get fired from McDonald’s?” She tried not to laugh.
“By starting a fight with you manager… and losing it.” I said.
“Why don’t you go apply for a job at Hot Topic? They are hiring.” She suggested.
“Right now? The last time I checked they weren’t.”
“Yeah,” She said. “We’ll go down there and get you an application tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. The mall will be closed, smart one.” I rolled my eyes.
“Oh! Well, um then, we will get you an app the next day then.” She laughed at herself. She was such a goof.
“Sounds good.” I yawned.
“You look exhausted.” Worry made it’s way across her face.
“Well I did walk clear to your house. And it is freezing outside.” I sighed.
“Go ahead, get to sleep. You’ve had a rough day. Do you want me to get you some extra blankets or anything?” She asked as I climbed onto the cot that her mother had set up for me.
“No, I’m fine.” I flopped down, shoes and all and pulled the blankets over me.
“Night, bestie.” She told me.
“Good night.” I sighed, closing my eyes.