"Can you please stop yawning," I glare at Sarah.
"Leave me be, it's been a rough week," she groans, laying on her arms.
"You're not the one with tournaments coming up you know," I state, slurping the last bit of my milkshake.
Zac kicks me under the table and I glare at him.
"Am I the only one that gets kicked daily?" I grumble.
I'm yet again kicked and this time Jake gives me the warning eyes.
I stick my tongue out at him and lean back in my seat.
"Tournaments are on Tuesday," Zac changes the subject.
"Yeah, we only have three days left before we're up against people all over the state," I say.
"You'll do just fine," Edward says and gives me a reassuring smile.
"Hopefully," I grin.
When we've all finished our milkshakes we pay and say our goodbyes.
As per usual Sarah drives with me, only this time she's spending the weekend.
"What is on our to do list this fine Friday night," she grins.
"My dad is out on a date and Sam is at home," I say, thinking of anything we can do.
"Probably a movie marathon or we can do a spa night, since we'll be going to the mall tomorrow," I shrug.
"How about both," she smirks.
"Then it's settled," I give a sharp nod, before driving into my driveway.
We both climb out and I help her to carry her bags.
"Your car is surprisingly clean," she laughs.
"Yeah, I don't want to think about whatever Sam used this thing for," I shiver in thought as I step into the living room.
"I did nothing but drive in that car!" I hear Sam shout from the couch.
"Sam, as much as I want to believe you, I just know you too well," I shake my head.
"I'm going to put your things in my room, just get some snacks from the pantry," I tell her and head up to my room.
My phone soon vibrates in my pocket and I drop the bags on my bed.
"Hello?" I frown after answering the unknown number.
"Cupcake!" The voice exclaims.
How on earth did he get my number?
"What do you want, Zac," I sigh, running my hand through my hair.
"I wanted to know if you're free tomorrow," he says.
"I'm actually going to the mall tomorr-"
"Great, see you there,"he says ecstaticly.
"Wait no, it's girls day at the ma-" I'm cut off yet again, but this time by him hanging up.
"Asshole," I mumble under my breath before grabbing blankets and heading down stairs.
"C'mon, I don't want to watch movies with you, I'm here for Emma," Sarah groans, pulling Sam off of the couch.
I chuckle and place the blankets on the other couch, before pulling Sam's other arm.
We soon enough drag him all the way to the hallway and we head back to the couches.
"Thank goodness," Sarah huffs.
She grabs a blanket and hops onto the couch.
"I think we might have a gate crasher tomorrow," I say pouting.
"What do you mean," she glares at me.
I grab a blanket and sit on the couch next to her.
"Well," I trail off.
"It's girls only mall day," she gives me the warning eyes.
"I tried explaining it to them, but-"
"By them, you better mean her," she glares at me.
"Well, if you think Zac is a girl than sure, it's a her," I let out a sheepish laugh.
"What the hell, Emma," she snaps and pouts.
"He invited himself!" I shriek.
"You should have told him it's girls only!" She shouts.
"You don't think I tried," I huff, folding my arms under the blanket.
"I hate you," she sighs, grabbing a handful of popcorn and munches on it.
"Love you too," I grin.
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Teen Fiction❝ "Thanks, cupcake," he smirks. "Don't call me that," I say and pay attention to the teacher, now reading a new chapter. "Don't act like you don't like it," he chuckles and leans back in his seat. The nerve of this guy. ❞ *** Zac is the new guy that...
