Lydia

Yeah I suppose so. Still pissed that Mom wouldn't let me out last night but the girls are here now so hopefully we have a good night.

Actually we're just watching a movie in bed at the moment. We'll probably have a joint or something once everyone's gone to bed.

It's not so bad. Drinking makes me loud, stupid and likely to do something illegal. A bit of ganja will make me hungry then put me to sleep.

You don't like it?

Fair enough.

Oh yeah 😉

Depends. Was it a ridic amount of Reece's pieces?

I might have had something to do with that.

How could I forget! That was the first time we met and you were judging me so hard for not liking peanut butter.

Well that didn't last 😂 whoops.

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I agree. Although, I don't get them toooo bad. I just get super tired.

You're like two years older than me.

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Lydia's giggle got the attention of Sadie and Allison. Both of the girls gave her a curious glance and she shrugged her shoulders, pointing at the screen as though the movie had humoured her.

Earlier in the week when she had been home from school, she had gone online and ordered the peanut butter treats to be sent to Johnny. She had to contact Dallas for his address and asked her not to clue her friend in.

It turned out to be a nice phone call, catching up with Dallas who was sorry to hear about her break up with Riley. Drayton had also voiced his thoughts, claiming that when he was free to come to town he'd be more than happy to disperse of Riley's body and any evidence that could be left behind.

That was her uncle though, he had always been protective of her. She hated to think what he would do if it was his own daughter, Abby. Lydia was positive that he'd do jail time for his kids.

Dude, I didn't realise how tatted you are! They look good.

That's so cool 😍 do I get to see a picture?

Wow. It's beautiful. That is so professionally done.

😂

I bet. Looks incredible though.

Did you put a shirt on just to send that pic 😂

Maybe I wanted a peek of the rest of your art ... and coughabscough

😂😉

Doubt it!

"What the hell are we doing here if you're just going to be on your phone all night?" Allison questioned with a loud voice.

"Sorry," Lydia grumbled. She put her phone in her pocket and ignored the vibrations that came from her jeans. "What should we do?"

"I dunno. Let's go down to the kitchen and stock up on munchies," Allison suggested, glancing between the girls in question.

"Can we order a pizza?" Sadie pleaded as Lydia climbed off the bed and switched her television off.

"Yes," Allison clapped her hands together. "The delivery boy on Saturdays is so hot!"