That traitor was my best friend
I opened my eyes, realizing I had been moved onto my bed, a shirt had been pulled over me, and I was still curled up with someone.
Someone being that fucking lair.
That fucking liar being a traitor.
That traitor being my best friend.
"Good morning?" I let out a loud yelp of surprise as he was already awake, giving me a weird look.
"How long were you up?!" I demanded to know an answer.
"I dunno, 2 minutes before you." Letting out a sigh of relief I stood and walked into the kitchen.
"So what'da wanna eat?" He asked preppily, like he always used to when we were little.
"Nothing, I don't eat breakfast." I admitted, shrugging
"Sam, you have to. How will you focus in school?" SHIt, school.
"Matt." He being the biggest nerd, made me learn the stuff
"What about the classes without him?"
"I have all classes with him."
"Fuck, eat. I know it's going to be hard but you have to." I let out a laugh, causing my red-faced friend to give me the same weird look as earlier
"I'm tired, don't judge me." I waved him off, trying to dechipher the blush in his face.
First it was about food, then school, then Matt
My eyes widened as I realized what was going on.
"I have a question." I asked, in a sweet voice
"What's that?" He asked, pouring a bowl of cereal
"Are you totally in love with Matt?" He stiffened, turning around
"I'll answer that if you eat." He offered me a bowl of cereal
"Real-fucking-lot." The bowl was full of cereal, full of fat.
"Don't eat, don't get an answer." Growling I took the spoon and pushed the contents into my mouth.
"Okay so, you're question. I-" Right as he was about to answer I felt sick to my stomach.
Booking it to the bathroom, everything I had just eaten all came back up.
"You okay?" He asked, pulling my hair back.
"This is why I don't eat breakfast!" Washing my mouth out and brushing my teeth I left to get dressed
"SAAAAAMM WHERE ARE YOUUU?!" I heard familiar voices yell at me.
"IN FUCKING NARNIA!" I laughed, pulling my black Nirvana hoodie over my head, grabbing my bag and running downstairs.
"Since when was he here?" Ian asked, pointing at Josh
"Last night." I offered
"Well like always we're giving you a ride. So come on." Mike picked his keys up off the counter and walked outside.
"Josh, don't break or steal anything okay?" He gave me an unimpressed look.