" who are you? "
" im kylie, who are you, and why are you at my house??" i should probably stop saying my house, but its a habit, and i don't ever plan to change it.
" im cameron dallas, as you probably already know, but no pictures. and this is matt's house! " oh so this is " cam ".
" where is matt anyway? "
" here! " i turn around to see matt pulling of him pant zipper. " i had to go to the bathroom, sorry. oh, i see you've met kylie!"
" matt, why is this boy at my house? "
" he is at your house because he is one of the people i want you to meet, one of the magcon boys!"
" you have got to be shitting me." these idiots are matt's friends.
" wait, this is your friend, kylie, but she doesn't look like, well, no offense…" cameron is making me mad.
" yes, this is kylie, she is my best friend, and you shall respect her. " this is why i love matt.
" hey guys, sorry, i was making a sandwich." ANOTHER PERSON! GOD! can't wait to meet him, as i turn around i see …..