The next morning, I woke up to a pounding on my window. I sleep on the second floor, who the heck was it? I glanced over to my alarm clock and saw that it was 11:30. I got out of bed and pulled up my window. It was Joe doing the kind of things Joe would do.
“Hey!” said Joe. “You in the mood to talk?” he asked.
“Yeah, totally. But, I’m warning you. I get really bad morning breath,” I said, as Joe laughed.
“I don’t care I just gotta talk to you!” he said. Joe made it up in one piece and sat down on my bed.
“Well…..”.
“Yes?”
“You like Nick!” How the heck did he find out too?
“What?”
“Am I right?” he asked. Joe always has the tendency to act like a five year old, which I actually found quite amusing.
“Does Nick like me?” I asked. Maybe he dumped Miley!
“Did he dump Miley?” I asked yet another question. I should of shut my mouth by then.
“I don’t know what happened last night, we just left. But, I know you like Nick!”
“Fine! But you gotta keep quiet!” I said.
“I promise, buddy!”
“Okay….buddy,”.