Happy motha-truckin birthday to my fave peepee tea drinking queen. You continue to amaze and inspire me every single freaking day. Hope today was to best @kristenmcatee ! 💕 love you oodles buttercup. Keep doing you cutie patootie.
The LA Vlog Squad: Chapter 6 (part 1/2) *Zane's Pov.* "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," I panicked as I slid on my sock covered feet down the hallway and into the living room. "MAH BABY IS COMING!" I shouted after leaning down to Scott's ear. The tall boy jolted out of a deep sleep and looked a mix of annoyed and terrified. "What the actual hell are you doing right now?" He looked at me questioningly. "SHOUTING FOR JOY BECAUSE MY BABY HEATH IS COMING HOME!" I replied. Scotty just rolled his eyes at me and laid back down in the couch, closing his eyes. "Well, fine then," I pouted as I started to drag my feet into the kitchen. I put some coffee on to brew and waited. As I waited, I began thinking. Heath said he was bringing his sister with him so she could be closer to her friends. Gosh, I remember Felicia. She was May biggest high school crush, you know, back when crushes for real existed. I thought she was the absolute most amazing person ever; she always had eyes for someone else, though. The star of the football team, the lead singer of one of the many bands, the cute guy that sat behind her in chemistry; they all apparently had shown interest in her so she returned that interest. Apparently that's how these things work. Anyway, she and I have talked here and there and we both admitted that we liked one another at some point but didn't think the other felt the same so it never went anywhere. I was pretty okay with the friendship we'd built over the last two years but we hadn't seen each other in person for the longest time. "Ooooh, coffee," Toddy squealed, piercing through my thoughts and pulling me back into reality. "Boo, it's not for you," I said. "Why not," Toddy pouted, his bottom lip extending out. "Because my baby is coming home and we gots to do a coffee talk right away. There's no time to drive anywhere," I answered. "Ugh, fine," Toddy said, throwing up his arms in fake frustration. He walked out of the kitchen, dragging his feet until he depressingly threw himself onto the other couch. Todd groaned childishly before I rolled my eyes and grabbed his favorite mug from the cupboard and poured some hot coffee in it. (Part 2/2 in comments)