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"i mean you could always do a hickey prank on him.."

"or, or, you can pretend to be dead you know. that will scare him shitless" noah added

i take a last slurp from my ramen noodles provoking droplets of juice and saliva to land on my computer screen. placing my fork back in my cup i gently rub off the remaining small dots of water that were visibly on the screen.

"why are you eating noodles in a cup.." he asks

i drink some of the broth gulping really hard letting it flow harshly through my throat.

"one, because im to lazy to wash my fucking bowls, and i mean a cup is practically the same thing as a bowl."

"And two..what am i a fucking youtuber ?" i add whilst proceeding to lick the hot sauce off of my lips.

"you could be...that wouldn't be such a bad idea" he looks up at the ceiling and thinks to himself about god knows what.

"no. what the actual fuck. no. dont you dare even think about it because i am not planning on being some wack ass youtuber" i immediately shut down the stupid idea that he was getting.

"do i fucking look like i wanna start saying "hey you stupid sluts welcome back to my channel. today we're gonna be teaching you how to suck dick with a grapefruit, don't forget to SMASH that subscribe button and to that hit like button" the sarcasm in that sentence was through the roof.

i would not want to be some youtuber that does challenges and tries to be quirky and cute. we have enough of those people already.

and i'm one of them...but i don't want to be part of that community from youtube's side...or be known for that.

if i were to start a channel tho it would just be random videos with a tittle that doesn't relate to the video at all. preferably videos of my dick sucking abilities, some dildo reviews, and maybe videos of my pet squirrel dancing.

i should get a pet squirrel...because i don't know how to suck dick..so i cant make money off of that.

"alright well enough of the youtuber bullshit...i cant believe finn wasn't an actual little bitch and said no to pamala. thank god cause now she's my date ha" noah put his arm out and looked at his nails as if he were regina george or some shit.

you go glenn coco.

"yea i was surprised too, i was like damn is it my fucking birthday cause it sure feels like it. pamalas face was priceless." noodles were shoved into my mouth by my own hand. this shit is good as fuck.

" i really thought this tit was gonna say yes. he was a little upset that i thought he was gonna actually do it. but we ended up being all lovey dovey and stuff with one another and yea we're not getting into that.." i didn't like sharing to much details about my relationship. it wasn't anyone's business but mines and finns.

"oh yea like what ?" why did he even bother asking.

"oh you know regular couple things, naming our pube lice and stuff...no biggie" i say spinning in my chair not really caring about getting dizzy and possibly throwing up.

"well...at least he isn't being that much of a dumbass anymore" noah says as he tries to change the topic in whatever way he can.

the contact name of finn suddenly popped up indicating that he was calling me. his profile picture practically invaded the entire screen covering noah's small face.

"yeupo...speaking of which he is calling me right now so i will call you back tomorrow or something, later pipi head" i say hanging up before he can say anything else. noah will say anything just to keep the conversation going, that's just who he was.

i quickly pressed the "answer" button and finns pixelated face appeared once again on full screen. his curly hair was a mess and it looked like he had just woken up from his 7 year slumber.

"goodmoring CUH, did you just wake up ?" i lift my foot on my chair for arm support and once again shove noodles down my throat.

his nose scrunched up in disgust.

"one, ew stop saying cUh, second, good morning babe, and third, yes, yes i did" he yawns out

"hate to break it to you bud but it's 1 in the afternoon..." i say chuckling at how late he has woken up. i surprisingly actually woke up early and felt energetic for no dang reason. it was weird.

finn groans and puts his head down on his desk. he seemed like he needed to sleep more than he already has.

"you okay bubs ?" i get closer to the screen as if i could actually touch him and pick the lice off of his head. i wish i could just eat them man.

"no. i really miss you and want you to come back. when are you coming back"

"i mean you missed my birthday, as well as christmas and new years. it's about to be a month since you have been gone" he continued

"i'll be back soon, but you know i have a family as well..right ?"

"listen i'm sorry i missed your birthday and stuff. i'll make it up to you somehow. i promise !" i say hoping he heard me.

he looks up and smiles at me and i notice how the light in his room made his brown eyes twinkle as if they were a thousand stars in them.

"aw fuck the sun is hurting my fucking eyes" he backs up a bit and begins to rub his eyes with his middle finger.

he was amazing at ruining moments.

"alright well you better go get some brunch because from what i heard about noah, he said that sadie made the most vegan omelette" i sucked on my fork for the somewhat remaining juice that would hang from the tip (it's cum) of the fork.

"that's what that smell was, alright i'll call you later on today or whenever we can. bye !" he waves

i end the call not really wanting to say anything back at all. typical. i don't like being the last one talking during calls cause then it's fucking awkward for me. i never understood why.

my room was filled with lots of luggage that i needed. packing was the most terrible thing that i dreaded. it was terrible, i sucked at it...like how can someone not pack correctly ? me that's who !.

letting out the biggest groan i slowly turned around on my chair only to eye my dress up and down in satisfaction. it looked great but hopefully i can actually pull it off the day i wear it. i know my insecurities will get in the way and prevent me from actually wearing it.

a knock was heard from the outside of my door and before i could even say come in my dads security guard (i forget this bitch got one of these hoes) comes in. okay damn why bother knocking if you're just gonna come in like that...

"Ms. y/l/n your flight to leaves shortly, would you like me to carry your things into the trunk of the car already ?."

"yes please, and thank you so much...i'll be out shortly" i say with a soft smile.

he grabs my luggage and exits the room leaving me by myself with my own thoughts. i know what i'm doing is bad but i cant stand being in this house anymore. my dad would understand...he won't but it's worth a try to think that he would.

i sit on my desk and write a small and quick letter to my dad. not the greatest "welcome home" gift, but at least it's something.

After i finish writing the letter i slip my shoes on and grabbed the rest of my belongings, including the dress.

hi ! it's been a really long min.

i hope you're all doing great !! i missed you guys a lot !!

any books you want me to update ??? (besides this one of course, cause i'm totally updating it !!)

if you guys have any suggestions on what you guys would like to see please comment them i would absolutely love to read them and incorporate your ideas into my book/s !!💖.

i hope you somewhat enjoyed this chapter

what are you doing for thanksgiving ?

im just gonna get fat as fuck broski.