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“Yeah sure you are.”He smiled. “You are absolutely right, height doesn’t really matter. I don’t see why it’s so important.” He said.” Society is so stupid most of the time.”

“Thank you. This is why I approve of your relationship with my sister. Sometimes you do have a  brain in that head of yours and say some smart things.” Izzy teased lightly.

shorty rolled her eyes, putting the test in place. “i know that, but you typically get the same symptoms when you get an illness. like the flu. i always throw up, i always have the shakes, and i always blame it on one of the kids cause nobody ever takes them to the fucking doctor, just let them cough all over people — except rachell and kaitlyn. at least two of them are smart. and brandi and blaine — they keep fucking cheating on each other, so god knows that’s not gonna last long,” she said. she sighed, pulling the stick back up to place the plastic cap on the end, staring at it for a few seconds before looking at her sister. “what happens if i am? mom and pop are gonna kill me. and — and nick? what’s he gonna say? what’s everyone gonna say? i’m gonna be the talk of the town.”

“Yes, which is why we know this isn’t the flu.” Izzy replied, shaking her head at the other. “Honestly, our family is already the talk of the town half the time. Our parents can’t kill you because they’d have to kill all of our other siblings too. As for Nick, I mean, you know him better than I do. You’re gonna know how he’s going to react.” She shrugged her shoulders as she watched the seconds tick by. “Just don’t think I’m going to be a 24/7 babysitter. There’s already too many kids running around I thought we moved out to get away from that.”

“i suppose i can allow one drink break.” she said with a soft chuckle before frowning. “ew, thats disgusting.”

“Thank you. And yes, I swear some of these boys need to be taught some lessons up on this dance floor and I am not afraid to teach.”

“i literally never dress up, i basically only wear sweatpants and baggy shirts.” chloe stated as she looked over at the girl. “self confidence, yeah nope don’t have that.”

“Okay well those are both two things to work on. Sweatpants can be cute and so can baggy shirts but we don’t combine the two because then we don’t have a body at all.”

“I Know right? Who the fuck do they think they are? When I was a freshman I didn’t even dare to look at juniors and seniors”

“I mean, I dared and I did but that was just if they were bitchy to me first. I never went up attacking any of them.” Izzy replied with a shrug of her shoulders. “Kids these days.”

“Shorties gotta stick together right?” Amy was small, but Izzy was smaller. A relief for the blonde “What’s better than one cute girl? Two. This is a win win situation for both of us”

“You sound a lot like my twin right there.” She hummed with a small chuckle. “But you’re not wrong. Double the hot means double the likes.”

“but it is our good friend.” grayson stated as he looked at the woman. “alcohol is fun and i’m not a dancer so i need it.”

“Everybody is a dancer, just not everybody is good at dancing.” Izzy hummed, taking the other’s hand after downing her drink quickly. “Come on, I’m gonna show you how this goes.”

Elroy chuckled, smiling wide. “Well that will be a different time.” He said. “Once we start baking, I’m sure I’ll be having the greatest time.” He laughed softly. “Awesome. Okay, FMK- Shawn Mendes, Bella Thorne, and Nick Jonas. I have a lot of favorites.” He warned, with a small laugh. “Would you say your personalities are different, some what different, or not different at all?” He asked curiously. “The only way that’s gonna happen is if they have a foam machine.” He joked. “Just kidding, I’m sure I’ll have a blast even without it.” 

“Oh I see, we’re going from best to greatest because that’s how the scale works.” She teased before pausing as she pulled out a bowl. “Um, marry Nick Jonas definitely. I guess fuck Shawn Mendes because I can’t kill him so...sorry bella.” She offered as she started moving the ingredients around. “What about you?” Izzy questioned before thinking for a moment. “Some what different. We have a lot of things in common but we’re also not the same person. We’re best friends but not clones.” Izzy scrunched up her nose. “No, no, foam machines are not that fun. They turn to a mess real fast.”

“is it yours though?” he asked with a soft chuckle as he took a step towards the girl. “you know what now i’m just tempted to prove you wrong.”

“Depends on how they are on the inside.” Isabella offered with a shrug as she looked up at the other. “Just tempted? You do realize I’m not one of these little freshman that will bend over at your whim right?”

She chuckled lightly at the other’s comment. “Aw, kids are cute though, so they get away with it.” A small pause as she considered the other’s question, trying to remember when - or if - she’d seen Shorty. “I think I saw her by the photo booth… but that was a while back, so I’m not sure if she’ll still be there.”

“Am not!”, Jules insisted, crossing her arms in a childish manner until she realized she couldn’t reach for her drink like that. “Ew, Izzy, you sound like my mom”, she whined, scowling slightly at the other.

“Oh, just some lame ass freshmen who don’t matter at all, I gave them a piece of my mind tho, they won’t be bothering me for the rest of the night” She said and winked at her playfully.” youre welcome, i appreciate you too” she said and lifted her glass as well.

“I mean if they’re freshman then they should have never bothered you in the first place. It’s like some of these children don’t know their place.” She commented before taking a long sip and humming to herself.

“I’m pretty sure this guy is straight from 1982 and even then he would have picked the worst music” Tyler groaned “Aside from this song I’m having a great time. Everyone looks amazing”

“Well if you’re the DJ at a highschool event then you probably are from 1982 and haven’t been successful since.” Her eyes followed the room before returning to the other. “You’re not wrong. We look hot as hell.”

“And who better to fill your feed with than lil ole me” Amelia beamed, using her index fingers to press into her dimples as she grinned at the girl “Plus. it’s going to look whimsical as hell”

Izzy chuckled as she followed. “Alright blondie I’m catching that confidence. You’re just a good height if we’re being honest.” Izzy teased.

“that’s not my fault. and i’ve had mono — this is not mono, i never threw up with mono,” she said, reading the box. “hey, i have a job, okay, i can support a kid. i’ll do everything that michael doesn’t do with his own kids — i can’t believe jessica hasn’t left his ass yet, he’s a terrible father — so is brian, for that matter. neither of them take care of those damn kids. we take better care of those babies than they do. and jessica’s always working so she can’t do it as much as she wants, and sarah’s just as fucking lazy as brian — when brian jr. was born, the stupid bitch was like ‘his diaper exploded, i need help’. take his clothes off, trash the diaper, spray him off and then give him a fucking bath. it’s not rocket science — it’s parenthood,” she said, taking the test stick out of the box and sitting on the toilet, tossing the box to her sister. “yeah yeah, izzy’s the golden child, we know. you always have been. just tell me what lines i need to look for so i can put this whole thing behind me and i don’t have to tell mom and dad.”

“Well people all have different symptoms with mono.” She replied before groaning as she leaned against the wall. “But don’t you want to like travel or go to school and live your own life before taking care of someone else’s?” Izzy offered before reading the box in her hands. “Well you would obviously do better than our siblings but they’re also all basically idiots. And one line means you’re not pregnant and two lines means that you’re not pregnant. So like just pee on the stick and wait a few minutes. I’ll time it.” She offered as she pulled out her phone and moved to sit on the counter of the bathroom.

“Yeah.” He nodded repeatedly. Elroy chuckled, shaking his head regrettably. “Definitely.” Elroy loved the candy but the rush was always too much. “Awesome. I’m literally having the best time right now” He said even though they hadn’t started, but it didn’t make it any less true. “Do you wanna play FMK while we mix? It’s one of my favorite games.” He explained, washing his hands and then going to the ingredients. “Yeah, I think it’s super interesting, but i guess you already know what it’s like to have a doppelgänger, kind of.” He smiled over as he mentioned. “Yeah, I’m super excited. It’s the Winterball. That’s like the cousin of prom. Except there’s no king and everyone gets to go. Also because I didn’t get to go last year because of how I told you was kidnapped.”

Izzy chuckled and shook her head at the other. “You can’t go saying you’re having the best time right now because hopefully you’ll have even better times. We haven’t even really started making the cookies.” She teased lightly before raising her eyebrows. “Ooooh, alright I can play that game. I’ve never heard of it being someone’s favorite but I can respect that.” Isabella chuckled as she washed her own hands. “Yes, I definitely know that. People confuse us literally all the time, but we do share clothes and we’re around each other a lot.” Izzy nodded at the other. “Well that means you need to have the best time possible this year to make up for it.”

“Not at the moment.” He shook his head, “but I can eat everything else… Except for pixie sticks.” His voice lingered as he thought back. “Ah, I see what you did there.” He grinned. “So what are we doing first?” He went over to the kitchen ready for cookie baking. He laughed when she pinched his cheek, and then he poked her side softly. “You’re a sweetheart. Omg, me too. Expect more like nice but also confused. I get confused a lot.” He explained. “Yeah! I found out I have a doppelgänger that lives in Chicago and I got a watch that I’m going to use to find him.” He nodded. “Are you excited about the winter ball?”

“Are you like allergic to steak?” She questioned before raising her eyebrows. “Sugar rush too much for you?” She teased as she pointed at the ingredients piled on the table. “We combine those and get to baking. “Yes, I could see that fitting your personality.” The story was certainly getting more elaborate and she glanced over, not sure how to push it. “Interesting. And yes, it’ll be just another dance but I guess I always have a good time. How about you?”