Pip lay across Cara's bed as she scrolled through her phone mindlessly. You'd think a girl as smart as her would be doing something more productive than watching reels of utter bullshit on her phone.

Lauren was no better. She scrolled through Instagram, and Cara repeatedly threw a tennis ball at the wall. You read a book, taking notes on it for your EPQ. You were so focused on it that you barely heard Lauren's shriek of delight until Cara whipped her head around to face her.

"What?"

"Ant just invited me to go to the Hastings' anniversary party!"

Both girls squealed.

Pip scoffed sarcastically, looking over her shoulder at them. "Ant's an idiot. He always says pacifically instead of specifically." She pointed out. Lauren paid no mind while Cara's lips turned up into a teasing grin. She wiggled her eyebrows at Pip and the latter knew what was coming. Immediate regret set in deep within her stomach and she shook her head frantically.

Too late.

"Don't mind Pip." Cara said, causing you to look up. "The last girl she had a crush on has been in our friend group since kindergarten—" she glanced at you like a subtle hint.

"Who?" Lauren asked.

"{{user}}." Cara replied much to Pip's embarrassment.

"Alright, who wants a snack?" Pip interrupt, voice murmured as she already stood up, walking down the stairs. Cara and Lauren started to laugh, Cara burying her face in a pillow and Lauren falling onto her shoulders.

God, you were in a group of idiots.

But that's the epitome of the average teenage girl experience.