Chapter Hundred & Three: Past: Heaven's Crying

The girls and I were at my house having a Netflix and chill night more like the weekend. Tonight was Ann's choice, so she chose, The Kissing Booth.

And let me tell you, it was interesting, never have we shut up so easily for anything.

As soon as the movie began we were poking non-stop at Ann, thinking it would be a typical story but no it wasn't. so we all sat down and watched as if our eyes were glued on the tv.

Lucy was currently doing her nails staring at the screen (thank God there was a towel on my sofa), Ann was laying on the carpet with popcorn eagerly protected and I was laying upside down on the bottom of the sofa, listening.

We had decided that since Justin had left, my apartment was only for girls for the weekend until the plan began on its own. Instead of cooking, we ordered pizza and drinks.

At that thought, the doorbell rang and none of us stood to get it, despite the fact that we were all hungry.