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jessiexcorner · 2 months

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Heartbreak Highs. (pt. 3)

Description: Amerie, Harper, and (Y/n). The three were the best of friends until the incest map. A heartbreak high x reader.

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"You sure you’ll be good? You can stay over for longer if you want,” (Y/n) says to Darren as they step out of her car and peer in through the window.

“Yeah, thanks for letting me stay, and dropping me to work.”

“Yea, no worries, see you after your shift?” (Y/n) asks, to which Darren nods. She drives off heading to Harper’s aunt’s place to hang out.

“Hey Harp” (Y/n) says with a smile entering the house. She notices a younger kid next to Harper, her little cousin, they had met a couple of times. “Hey, little star!” (Y/n) raises her hand out for a high five which the kid gladly returns.

“Did you get it?” The kid asks excitedly.

(Y/n) hums and reaches into her bag to pull out some sweets, “Don't eat them all at once your mom will get mad at me if I spoil your appetite..” She tries to warn but the kid already has taken off running to her room with the bag of junk food. “..Just so you know I'm still mad at the fish thing…” (Y/n) states.

“..I got you your favorite snacks as an ‘im sorry’ gift,” Harper says holding out the small bag of treats.

“…Okay, maybe I'm a little less upset.”

Harper laughs and pulls the girl inside the home, wrapping an arm around her neck. They head to the guest room and laze around, talking, and watching a movie together. They lay in bed watching a random film on (Y/n)’s laptop. (Y/n) feels her phone buzz and looks at it to see a notification of a message from Darren, opening it to find an image of Amerie in butchered bangs. She looks up at Harper who’s focused on the movie. She texts 'Oh my god.’ to Darren and shuts her phone, snuggling closer to the blond girl, who doesn't mind. A few minutes later she gets another text from Darren which says ‘Fixed Dora’s haircut.’ With a photo of the new hair and Amerie in a trolly, a place familiar. (Y/n) furrows her brows, sitting up a bit and texting quickly. ‘You're at the roof? I thought you wanted me to pick you up?’ She pauses to read the response. ’Yeah sorry, I asked Quinni, we’re at the roof now. We’re actually going to head to the cemetery for the party,’ ‘What..’ (Y/n) types out but then delete and replace it with an ‘oh.’ She can't really blame them, she never told the two she was close friends with Amerie before she became a Dusty-obsessed mean girl. They only knew about Harper and that she and Harp had a falling out but, now are on better terms. ‘You should come, please? It wouldn't be the same.’ (Y/n) pauses at the message. 'PLEASE COME!!1!’ Another message says. ’That was Quinni, but yes’ (Y/n) smiles a little at the text before responding with ‘okay.’

“Hey Harp, you're going to the cemetery thing yeah?”

“Yeah, why?” Harper looks over at the (h/c) hair girl.

“I wanna come.” Harper looks at her with surprise.

“Really? You never wanted to go before, but alright, if you’re sure,” She says with a smile.

At the cemetery, most teens carry a drink or smoke enjoying themselves. (Y/n) sticks close to Harper as the girl talks with Missy and Sasha, not drinking any alcohol. She looks around waiting for Darren and Quinni. “Hey, you good?” Harper asks.

“Oh, yeah, Darren said that they and Quinni were coming, I'm just keeping an eye out.” (Y/n) explains.

“Ah,” Harper nods understanding. (Y/n) notices Harper is almost done with her drink.

“Want me to get you another?” (Y/n) asks not wanting to stand around silently or awkwardly as Sasha, Missy, and Harper talk.

“If you're okay with it, sure,” Harper says noticing the fact (Y/n) was silent throughout the whole party. The (h/c) haired girl nods humming and walks to the drinks to find an unopened and untampered bottle. As she searches the cooler she notices someone standing next to her, she looks up to see the new kid.

“Hey,” He starts.

“Hi..” She responds going back to her search for the drink.

“Looking for that?” He points out a bottle that seems to be unopened.

“Oh, yeah.. Thanks,” She grabs the bottle, checking it once more.

“I'm Malakai.” He reaches out his hand.

She stands up before reaching her own hand out, “(Y/n).”

“You don’t seem like someone who comes here often,”

(Y/n) raises a brow “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, no I didn't mean, it's just you seem uncomfortable around here…” Malakai tries to explain.

“… it's actually my first time at something like this.” (Y/n) admits.

“Hey, me too.” He smiles.

“Right.” She pauses, not used to talking to a lot of new people, or comfortable talking to someone she doesn't already know.

“Can I offer you a drink?”

“I don't drink.” (Y/n) declines.

“Oh, okay that’s cool.”Malakai is about to say something else when (Y/n) excuses herself.

“I have to get this to my friend,” She points in Harper’s general direction.

“Oh, uh, sure, see you around?” He asks hopefully.

(Y/n) hums but leaves immediately as soon as she gets the chance to run back to her friend’s side.

“Hey, saw you talking to the new kid,” Harper teases a bit taking the drink (Y/n) brought her.

“Hm? Oh yeah.” (Y/n) moves on by not speaking of the topic anymore.

“Well, he seemed like he wanted to talk to you, actually he still seems like he wants to talk to you,” Harper points out, (Y/n) glances at the direction of where the coolers were, and Malakai is looking at the girl and her friend. (Y/n) looks away and awkwardly shrugs. It only took another minute before sundown when Darren, Quinni, and Amerie arrive. (Y/n) spots her friends and is about to say hi, but stops when she sees Amerie. She taps Harper to let her know, who had arrived. Harper looks over and sees the group, and nods in acknowledgment. Quinni finding (Y/n) smiles and waves, which the girl returns back. Amerie on the other hand spotting her old friends wants to turn back. Malakai walks up to Amerie holding out a beer.

"Hey, cunt. My actual name's Malakai, by the way.”

“Amerie.” The girl introduces herself. (Y/n) notices the interaction and looks away focusing on her friends Darren and Quinni. Smiling, she is about to walk up to them but, Malakai seemingly wanting to cheer Amerie up, starts dancing which makes Quinni pull Amerie to the dance floor and begin dancing with her and Darren. (Y/n)’s smile falters a little, pulling back she moves away from the middle of the dance floor back to the sides. Once Amerie seems to be done having her fun with Malakai; Darren and Quinni catch up with (Y/n) and they talk about Quinni’s plan to confront Spider about the rumor and Darren’s encounter with Cash earlier that day.

“Oh really? That's so cool Quinni, it'll be hilarious!” (Y/n) hypes up her friend, encouraging her.

“Oh! I should tell Amreie too,” Quinni walks off with a smile leaving (Y/n) on her own as Darren had left to get a drink. She looks around shuffling before deciding to look for Harper. While searching she bumps into someone.

“Oh, sorry,”

“Oh hey, it's you.” Malakai smiles once more after stabilizing the both of them.

“Oh, uh, yup.” (Y/n) nods turning away.

“Hey, could I ask you something?”

“Hm?”

“Do you not like me or are you just shy?”

“..What?”

“I dunno, you just seem to avoid me, or people in general.”

“..Well, I don't exactly know you enough to not like you.”

“You could, get to know me that is. I would like to get to know you,” He says with a smile.

Oh. Well, this was… different. Not a bad thing, maybe, but strange indeed. “Oh, uh—“ (Y/n) was cut off and a bit distracted when she saw Quinni walking towards Spider to confront him about the 'Lazy kebab' rumor. Malakai glances at what caught the girl’s attention.

"Hey, Spider.” Quinni hands the guy a large blue folder, full of diagrams and images. Spider skims through with wide eyes, and makes a face.

"Yuck! What is this shit?"

"Oh. You don't like vaginas?” Quinni asks, seemingly genuine.

"No, I like vaginas.” Spider corrects her, thinking that the girl is implying something else.

Well, you clearly don't know much about them because if you have a look here…See most vaginas have very pronounced flaps, or labia, and some of them are even lopsided, where I'm assuming you got "Lazy Kebab" from, but it's very, very, normal. You wouldn't know, it's not taught in public schools much. Which is actually very— “ Quinni rambles as she points at the diagrams and pictures. People begin to notice the commotion and Spider’s reactions.

“I've seen heaps of vaginas. Thanks.” Spider says harshly shoving the folder back to the girl.

“Okay. I just assumed, on account of the fact that you were lying about seeing mine, that you were lying about seeing others too.” Quinni says calmly in her usual tone, directly insulting him and discrediting him in one sentence. The kids around snicker and laugh. (Y/n) watches with a proud smile.

"Look, of course, we didn't have sex. Why would I root a fucknut like you?” Spider retorts angrily walking away. A girl, Sasha comes up to compliment Quinni.

“That's your friend right?” Malakai asks (y/n) noticing her smile.

“Yes,"

"she’s amazing,”

“She is,” (Y/n) beams,

“You have a pretty smile,”

That makes (Y/n) pause and nervous. She was never really the best at these things. There is a reason why she was labeled as 'Fish' on the map. She turns her head away chuckling nervously, not sure how to respond. But like a knight in shining armour, Harper links her arm to hers.

“Hey, I needed to take a piss, come with me?” Harper says not paying attention to the boy. Until she notices the fidgety and shy look on her friend’s face and grins. “Am I interrupting?”

“No! I’ll come with you, bye Malakai.” (Y/n) says dragging the blond away who chuckles at her. Malakai stands where he was left with a smile watching the girls walk away.

“So, Malakai is it? Does little (Y/n) have a crush?” Harper teases.

“Why does everyone keep saying that? It's nothing, he’s just being friendly.”

“Yeah, I'm sure he’s being friendly… the ‘you have a pretty smile’ friendly.” Harper says mocking the conversation she heard earlier as she squats near the graves to pee.

“You hear that?!” (Y/n) turns to face away letting the girl piss in peace, but also a little embarrassed.

“Come on it's cute!”

“Shush— Oh shit.“

“What?”

“..Amerie.” (Y/n) says as if warning the other girl. The brown girl walks towards them both staring directly at Harper as she pees.

"Oi, can we talk?” Amerie says, eyeing (Y/n) who doesn't say anything but stays close to Harper, like a guard dog.

"Jesus. Let me finish.” Harper huffs. She pauses and continues, "Just talk until I can get going again."

"Why don't you want to be friends anymore? After everything, Harp? It's killing me. I just want to fix it. Please tell me how to fix it.”

"What happened to your hair?” Harper changes the subject.

"I cut it."

“Yourself?” Harper raises a brow.

"Yes,” Amerie says confidently, making (Y/n) scoff, Darren did her hair. Why lie?

Harper chuckles, pulling up her pants and buttoning them. "I told you not to watch those YouTube tutorials. You never listen."

"And you never talk. What happened? We were fine up until the festival.” Amerie says desperately wanting to get closer, only to have (Y/n) step in a bit, protectively. "I went to your house and you weren’t—“

“Why did you go to my house?"

"You weren't talking to me—“

"So you stalked my house and harassed my dad?"

"I didn't harass your dad,” Amerie says lightly.

"That is such the typical psycho thing for you to do."

"You're the psycho. You ruined my life."

"Ruined your life? All this sh*t, Amerie, the map, your stupid fucking crush on Dusty, do you not understand how unimportant it all is? You're a child.” Harper snaps.

"That's not a reason to dump me. What's happened to you? Harper. I just want to move on.” Amerie says softly.

"And I don't want you in my life anymore,” Harper says harshly, tugging (Y/n) along with her.

“Since when did you replace me with (Y/n),” Amerie retorts in a last-ditch effort.

“I didn’t do shit. Unlike you, she’s actually my friend.” Harper defends (Y/n) while hurting Amerie in the process. Harper and (Y/n) walk away from the brown girl. (Y/n) notices the girl shaking and holding her hand gently squeezing back and letting Harper catch her breath and calm down.

“..Thanks, Harper.. you didn’t have to,”

“i did. You have always been there for me. The least I can do is be there for you too,” Harper says focusing on the way (Y/n)’s thumb rubs over her still-cracked knuckles. The two head back to the party, hand in hand.

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jessiexcorner · 1 year

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Heartbreak highs pt. 2

Description: Amerie, Harper, and (Y/n). The three were the best of friends until the incest map. A heartbreak high x reader.

Pt.1; https://www.tumblr.com/jessiexcorner/715964588411256832/heartbreak-highs?source=share

Amerie now free from the principal’s office catches up with Harper who is heading to the gym while talking to (Y/n), the (h/c) haired girl noticing Amerie turns quiet “I’m going to catch up with Darren and Quinni, see ya?” (Y/n) ignore Amerie specifically looking at Harper and squeezes her hand, the blond girl smiles slightly and nods holding on for a second, squeezing back and then letting (Y/n) walk off, to the side of the gym where Darren and Quinni stand talking.

“Why haven't you answered my texts? Oi! Harp! Where have you been?” Amerie says playfully not noticing Harper’s uninterested expression. “When did you start talking to (y/n) again? Never mind, Firstly, your hair. Extreme, but I love. Secondly, Woodsy knows. I didn't tell her about you, don't worry.” She assures the blond.

“I’m not worried,” Harper responds, not really caring.

“Thirdly, Dusty spoke to me so we're pretty much dating…” Amerie gasps out ruffling Harper’s head.

Harper annoyed, pushes Amerie off of her, walking away. “I don't give a shit.”

“What's up with you? Hello. Didn't you hear me? I took the fall for you.” Amerie says now noticing her friend’s weird behaviour.

“I didn't ask you to do that,” Harper states.

“Shut up. You're my best mate—” Amerie walks closer, only to be cut off.

“Not anymore.”

“Dude, what are you talking about?” Amerie’s hand reaches out and tries to grab onto Harper’s, only for it to be slapped away.

“Fuck off.” Harper tries to walk away.

“Okay, Harper, I don't get it—“ Amerie tries to talk only to be cut off once again

“Of course, you don’t.”

“Well, then tell me.” Amerie comes closer. They become more heated gaining the attention of some students, (Y/n) watches the alteration in the corner quietly.

“I said get off me. I'm fucking done with you!” Harper shouts and punches Amerie pushing her away, now catching the attention of all the students, who run and crowd them.

“Fight, fight, fight!” students start yelling, while some record, (Y/n) worried comes closer, with her friends as they watch the fight.

“What the fuck, Harper? Stop! Why are you doing this? What's wrong with you?!” Amerie yells, pushing Harper against the wall, (Y/n) is about to step in before Harper pushes Amerie away and head-butts the brown girl knocking her down. The students gasp while some laugh still recording. Amerie lies on the floor dazed as Harper walks away.

“Could you maybe check on her, please?” (Y/n) asks her friends as she follows Harper out of the gym. Darren who now stops recording as Quinni nods and immediately kneels beside Amerie to check on her, Amerie sneezes while her nose is bleeding getting blood on Quinni, who only wipes it off with a worried smile.

“Yuck. Yuck, yuck, yuck.” Darren comments dragging the redhead away.

(Y/n) catches up with Harper who’s now alone and rubbing her knuckles a little. “Nice punch.” (Y/n) comments as she walks beside Harper, who smiles a little looking at her hand. (Y/n) hands her the gel ice pack she takes from her backpack. “Thought you might need this,” Harper raises a brow.

“Why do you have an ice pack in your bag?”

(Y/n) shrugs. “I felt like you might have needed it today, if not you then I would be needing it.” She smiles standing next to the blond who ices her hands. ”Though I don’t think my punches would have been as satisfying as the one you threw.” Harper huffs smiling. They both stand there for a little while enjoying the quiet.

Quinni and Darren get some fruit from a shop, two boys walk up to buy some snacks when Quinni asks them, “Oh. Excuse me. Do you know what a ‘Lazy Kebab’ is?”

“Uh-uh-uh. No. Stop asking people that.” Darren immediately stops Quinni.

“Okay. I still don't understand what it is though.” She says as they walk, (Y/n) now joining them.

“Hey, what’re you two lovely people talking about” (Y/n) asks with a smile linking arms, with the two.

“(Y/n) What’s ‘Lazy Kebab’?” Quinni questions.

“What,” (Y/n) scrunches her brows.

Darren sighs, “It means giant flaps.”

“Flaps?” Quinni questions. Darren pointed looks down at Quinni’s skirt.

“Oh! Like those sorts of flaps.” They all walk together Darren eating their fruit.

“Spider hasn't seen them. I mean nobody has.” Quinni comments eating her apple.

“Who knows what that incel was thinking? Straight men are a mystery to me.” Darren assures as (Y/n) hums agreeing with them.

“Oh! You guys can look at them for me.”

“What?” Both Darren and (Y/n) question.

“My...flaps.”

“Uh,” (Y/n) looks at Darren.

“Deeply, no,” Darren responds instantly.

“Okay, but what if they are huge?” Quinni asks.

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” (Y/n) assures.

“Who cares? More room to put things in it.” Darren huffs. Before they can finish their conversation a voice on the speaker cuts them off.

“Will the following students please meet at Classroom 5D; Amerie Wadia, Harper McLean, Sasha So, Missy Beckett, Dustin Reid, Spencer White, and Anthony Vaughn.”

“Sounds like a bunch of dickheads.” Darren comments as they eat their banana, and (Y/n) hums in agreement.

“Darren Rivers.” The announcer states.

“Damn it,” Darren responds making (Y/n) chuckle.

“(Y/n) (L/n)” The announcer continues making the girl sigh and groan. “Quinn Gallagher-Jones.”

“What?” Quinni notices her name.

“Douglas Piggott, Malakai Mitchell.”

“Welcome, welcome.” The principal and a teacher greet the students at the entrance of the class, as they trickle in. (Y/n), Darren, and Quinni, claim the table at the back next to the door. Amerie sits in one corner in the front with the new kid, as Spider and his friends call out to the girl. “Map Bitch,” they whistle and tease. Amerie ignores them which makes them stop. She notices the new kid looking at her and annoyed snaps.

“What cunt?”

The new kid just smiles finding her amusing. “Nice to meet you too.”

“So cemetery tomorrow?” Dusty asks the group at his table

“Yeah, boy.”

“It's gonna be a rager.”

“Oi, uh, what's the cemetery?” Darren asks curious.

“None ya biz, bong water.” Spider insults.

“Shut up, fucking gronk.” (Y/n) retorts to the white male, making him scoff.

“Okay. Settle down. Thank you.” The principal announces forcing the kids to sit still quietly.

“Hi, everyone. I'm Miss Josephine Obah, but you can call me Jojo Kind of like, 'Yo-yo,’ but J.” The teacher standing in the front, chuckles awkwardly. She clears her throat. “I’m an English teacher, so I know some of you. But I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here. Well, your names were on the map in the stairwell. The one that's out of bounds.”

“Um, what map?” Malakai the new kid, raises his hand confused.

Miss Jo-jo chuckles “Okay, very funny. Look, peeps, we're not dumb. We know a lot of you are sexually active, but we're concerned this map demonstrates a real lack of respect for one another when it comes to sexual relationships. So we want to address it head-on. This is a special class that aims to give you clear and accessible information about sex and intimacy—”

“A sexual literacy tutorial.” Miss Stacy the principal announces.

“S.L.T. So we're sluts?” Darren comments making the students snicker and laugh, as they begin chanting,

“Sluts! Sluts! Sluts!” Spider stands on the table cheering.

“That's enough. Come on, everyone. This class will go back to the basics on sex and—“ Miss Jo-jo attempts to calm the students down but is cut off by Miss Stacy.

“Because clearly, you all have a lot to learn in that department.” Miss Stacy comments before letting Miss Jo-jo continue.

“It'll happen twice a week, in your own time.” The students groan and whine in protest “Until—No, until we judge that you started to respect each other and yourselves. You have to attend every class or it'll go on your permanent record.”

“Wait, we have permanent records?” Ant chimes in.

“This is sex jail!” Missy complains.

“Thanks a lot, Map Bitch.” Ant mutters as Spider throws a paper ball at Amerie.

“Sorry. Um, it's actually my first day. I don't think I'm supposed to be in here.” Malakai raises his hand again,

“Legend! Made it to the map before you even started!” Spider cheers for the new kid.

“I think we should do the handshake game.” Miss Stacy whispers to the English teacher.

“I don't think that's not the best one to start with…” Miss Jo-jo whispers back.

“All right, everybody up! Up, up, up, up!” Miss Stacy instructs the students. “Okay, now clear these tables to the side, please. And lift them, don't scrape them along the floor—” The students drag and push the tables to the side of the classroom. “Thank you. Now, I want you all to start walking around the room. Come on. Walking. Good, you know how to walk.” The students walk around circling around each other. “Now, I want you to choose three other people to start shaking hands with. Shaking, shake...Good, you know how to shake.” The students start shaking hands and walking around aimlessly, Darren and Quinni stay in one place shaking each other's hands in the background. (Y/n) shakes Harper’s hand giving it a small squeeze which is returned by Harper with a small smile. (Y/n) ducks and stays with her friends all linking hands in a three-way handshake. Almost all students avoid Amerie. “Shaking. And...stop. Spencer, you have genital crabs.” Miss Stacy says. The students laugh and giggle.

“Checks out,” Darren comments snickering.

“Not in real life, thank you, Darren, for the purposes of this game. Put your hand up, Spencer.” Miss Stacy explains. Spencer huffs. “Hand up, Spencer. Now. Hands up, who shook hands with Spencer.” Some students raise their hands. “And who shook hands with them?” More students raise their hands. “And who shook hands with them?” Quinni looks over at Darren and (Y/n) who have their hands up and raises her hand. “You all have genital warts.” Spider snickers and some kids cheer.

“Uh, I thought it was crabs?” Malakai asks.

“Right. Crabs. Thank you, um…”

“Malakai.”

“Malakai. Thank you. You all have genital crabs. Except for you, Amerie. Well done.” Amerie stands on the side looking like a sad puppy. “Now. What does this highlight the need for?”

“Oh to stay away from Spider, 'cause he's chat.” Cash's comment makes students laugh.

“Fuck off, guys!” Spider retorts.

“No! Condoms.” Miss Stacy states exasperated. The school bell rings letting the kids know that they can leave. Darren and Quinni head out.

“Text me when you reach?” (Y/n) asks Harper as they walk out of the class, she nods. (Y/n) smiles and waves bye heading towards her friends. She finds Darren standing outside the girl's bathroom, “Quinni in there?”

“Yes, she’s checking her kebab. I think.”

“Ah,” (Y/n) nods. “Oh! Shoot I almost forgot,” (Y/n) digs threw her bag taking out a gummy bear chain bracelet. “I fixed it, good as new.” She hands him the jewelry

“Ah! Lifesaver. Oh did you add a new chain?”

“Yea, it was getting rusty.”

Amerie runs out of the bathroom clutching her bag Quinni following, “I mean, it is your fault in a way, so if you could just look at it and tell me if I have a normal kebab or not. Amerie!”

Darren chuckles “I love it when toxic bitches enter their flop era.”

“You can't say that, that's really mean.” Quinni defends her.

“She put you on the map…” (Y/n) comments as they walk to class.

“Yeah, I know. But Spider told everyone. So he's the asshole, not her.”

“I love you, but that girl has literally never acknowledged our existence.” Darren comments.

“So? Haven't you ever felt like a complete reject? Come on, we've got maths.” Quinni states, Darren and (Y/n) look at each other one looking a little guilty and the other blank. They sigh and head to class.

Amerie stands in front of Harper’s place. She knocks on the door and waits. “Hello, Am.” A blond man opens the door,

“Hey, Justin.” Amerie greets Harper’s dad.

“How are ya?”

“Ah. Yeah, I'm good. Um, just wondering if Harper's home.”

“Uh... No, didn't you see her at school today?” He asks.

“Yes. But, um, we sort of... beat the shit out of each other.” Amerie explains, he chuckles,

“Again? Well makes sense. Mercury is in retrograde, so…” He jokes, “Don't worry. You'll work it out. Always do.” He assures the girl.

“Yeah, totally. Um... So, is she here?”

“I don't know where she is, maybe check (Y/n)’s place? She mentioned something about that.”

“Oh?” Amerie pauses hearing her old friend’s name. “Okay, um, well, thanks anyway, J-Dog.”

“Okay. See ya around.”

“See ya. Take it ease.” He says.

“I’ll try.” She says walking off.

(Y/n) sits in her room eating some junk food, while texting Harper, and watching a movie at the same time. She gets a call from Darren. “Hey, what’s up?” She responds wiping her hands off of any crumbs.

“Can I stay the night?”

“Uh, lemme ask my parents, give me sec yea?” (Y/n) walks to her parents room for permission only to remember they aren’t home this week. She texts them, ‘Can I invite my friend for a sleepover?’ ‘Which friend?’ ‘Darren, I’ll sleep in my room, the guest room is free.’ A pause before a thumbs-up emoji is sent. “yea sure, want me to pick you up?” (Y/n) replies to Darren.

“No— wait, actually yes, can you?”

“Sure, we can pick some snacks too, have a movie night. Oh! Invite Quinni too!” (Y/n) says excitedly as she grabs her car keys and slippers heading out.

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