"So, you saw my brother with a girl?" Gemma asks as we sip our frozen frappe's in her room.
"Yeah, not to pleasant. I was going to yell at him for posting the picture of me passed out on Instagram and well, I saw that." I say, shivering in disgust.
"Wow. That's grody." she says, then begins laughing.
"I hate you." I say, giving her a dirty look.
"I love you too." she says, smiling.
I throw a pillow at her, then she hits me and the war begins.
"Woah! Girl fight! Ray, take your shirt off, that'll show her!" I hear Harry's annoying voice announces.
We stop and Gemma says, "Ever heard of knocking?"
"Nope, never." he says, plopping into her bean bag next to the bed.
"What do you want, prevert?" I say.
"Well, first YOU need to learn to knock. And second, the mates and I are having a party tonight while mum's at Nana's. So, we are inviting you guys, so that you don't blab about it." he says, picking at his shorts.
"What's in it for us?" Gemma says.
"I'll do your homework for a week!" he says.
"You, homework? ha!" I say.
"Fine, I'll let you drink." he says.
Gemma and I look at eachother and say, "Deal!" sticking our hands out, we all shake.
"Party is at five. See ya!" he says, leaving.
"We need to go shopping, ASAP!" Gemma says, pulling me by the arm out the door.
This is going to be an interesting night.