《TikTok University》Chapter 4: Day At Sway
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Quinton- we where just about to head home. You need a ride?
Jessica- No I'm good. My best friends coming to pick me up.
*horn hunks*
Jessica- Actually that's her, see you guys around!
I yelled walking off to Laylah's car.
Jessica- you just saved me.
Laylah- What do you mean?
She said giggling
Laylah- where they mean?
Jessica- Nope the complete opposite. They're super friendly.
I told her laughing
Laylah- Any hot guys there?
*phone dings*
I smiled down at my phone.
Laylah- you've got someone's number already?
Jessica- yeah he's really cute his names Kio.
Laylah- oh yeah I think I've seen him around TikTok.
Jessica- Should I download TikTok and look at some of his videos?
Laylah- I mean you know what happened last time you had TikTok.
Jessica- I'm not gonna make videos. I'll just watch other people's content.
Laylah- I guess that's not a bad idea.
I looked out the window and started to respond to Kio.
I hate auto correct. I talked to Laylah about what all happened and a while later we pulled up at my house.
Jessica- So when do you leave?
I asked getting out the car.
Laylah- Well I leave next Friday.
I started pouting and Laylah noticed.
Jessica- we should go out some time before I leave, you haven't been here long. We can go to the beach.
Laylah- Yeah we can go Sunday it'll be fun.
Jessica- k bye! Love you!
I yelled to her blowing kisses.
I told my mom about my day then I showered ate dinner and went to bed.
End of the week-
I didn't do much Friday cause I was still new to LA and wasn't really close to anyone yet but I talked to Kio, Quinton, and Addison everyday so far. Quinton asked if I wanted to go to sway house yesterday but I wasn't ready to be around all of them outside of the school. I also started talking to this boy named Chase and he's pretty cool but I don't know him as much yet....
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I woke up and ate breakfast with my mom when I got a call from Quinton.
Quinton- Hey, what are you doing today?
Jessica- Nothing really probably gonna just stay home.
Quinton- You should come to the house today since your not doing anything.
Jessica- I told you yesterday, to many people!
Quinton- I already checked all the boys are gonna be in and out all day. The only people here right now are me, Anthony, Avoni and, Blake.
Jessica- Where's Kio?
Quinton- He's out with Noah and and Jaden.
Jessica- Ok can you pick me up in like 15?
Quinton- Yeah I'm gonna head there now cause of traffic.
I got off the phone with him and finished eating. I told my mom where I was going and then went to my room to find something to wear.
After I put on my clothes I went into the living room and sat down just scrolling through my phone. A few minutes later Quinton was out side so I told my mom I was leaving and got into the car.
Quinton- Hey
Jessica- Hey
Quinton- You wanna stop anywhere before we go to the house?
Jessica- Not really I just ate breakfast. Um what are we doing at the house?
Quinton- I don't know just chill out with everyone else. We don't really have anything planned.
Jessica- everyone else?
Quinton- Dont worry. I told you it's just a few people.
Jessica- Ok I'm trusting you.
Later we pulled up the the house and we got out of the car. I took a deep breath before walking through the door. When we walked in Anthony was asleep on the couch and Avani was on her phone cuddled next to him.
Jessica- Hey Avoni.
Avani- Hey, hows it going?
Jessica- pretty good I guess.
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Quinton went upstairs so I just followed him. We went into what I guess is his room and he laid down on his bed. I just looked at him.
Quinton- What's wrong?
Jessica- Nothing I just down know what to do.
Quinton- Well for starters you can sit down.
He said laughing to himself. I sat down next to him and sighed. He just looked at me confused.
Jessica- When I get around people most of the time I don't know what to say and I don't want to seem like the shy girl cause I'm definitely not and then it's just awkward.
Quinton- Just say what your thinking. Whatever comes naturally.
Jessica- Ok I just got here and I'm bored.
Quinton- Well that makes sense cause you weren't talking about anything.
He said laughing to himself. Then he hopped up.
Quinton- Wanna play ping-pong?
Jessica- sure but let me warn you. I've never been beat in ping-pong and I can play all day.
Quinton- you're on
We went outside to the backyard.
Jessica- You guys have a pool!
Quinton- You sounds like a five year old.
He laughed going over to the ping-pong table. We played for half of an hour and it was getting hotter and hotter outside.
Jessica- Hey can I get some water or something?
Quinton- yeah I'll be out here.
I went into the house and I saw Noah and Blake all come from upstairs.
Blake- What's up Jessica
He said walking past me.
Noah- Yeah we didn't know you where here.
Jessica- I've been outside with Quinton playing ping pong for a while I came in for some water.
Noah- oh I got you.
Noah went into the kitchen and came back with a water bottle.
Noah- Here
He said smiling at me.
Jessica- Thanks.
I said returning the smile.
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