Sarahlinn

"Where's Kayla at Han-Han?"

"I told you that I'd stuff this pillow down your throat if you called me that!" Hannah barked.

Megan raised her glasses and replied, her eyes never leaving her book,

"I think she's," she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "English kissing."

Hannah was wearing the iconic bruh face when she said, "Don't you mean French kissing?"

I threw my head back in laughter.

"Hanz!" Megan whined, "I was trying to euphonize it!"

"The French call it English kissing, you weren't euthanizing it!"

"Why are you guys trying to water it down?" Alisha said from the bathroom, "The squad has assembled! We're going to be talking about all kinds of steamy stuff!"

Hannah rolled her eyes, "Please don't tell me you're playing Fortnite 3 in the bathroom?"

A moment of silence answered her question.

"N-no-" then something had to have happened on her game and she muttered, "oh crap!"

I shook my head with a smile.

"I'm so glad that we're back together guys. The Squad of Doom has been separated all summer."

"Well," Alisha opened the bathroom door dressed in pajamas, "you're gonna hate me in a second. Megan," Alisha flicked her head for Megan to get in the shower, "protect your innocent ears."

"But I'm not dirty!"

Alisha rolled her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed. Alisha's inner shyness kicked in and she stammered,

"So-uh-Sarah~"

Before she could start Makayla opened the door and slammed it closed. A dreamy 'I just walked outta Love's' look on her face.

"That boy," she sighed.

"What is it Alisha," Hannah said picking her teeth, "quick before we are kept up till dawn talking about Kayla's boy-toy."

Alisha flushed and Kayla woke from her dreaming with a frown.

"Hey!"

"Anyway," Alisha continued, "I was actually wanting to know about yours, Sarah."

My eyes widened and I glanced at Hannah.

"You mean that jerk-off that called me an Olag-hai, whatever that is, and was groping Sarah?"

Both Megan and Kayla exclaimed, "WHAT?!"

Then Kayla added, striding over, "Jinx, you owe me a soda!"

"Crap!"

"Anyway," Kayla said as Megan and her crowded around me for the scoop, "details, who does the Doom Squad target next?"

Megan was concerned about the other part.

"What did he call you Hanz?"

"An Olag-hai?"

Megan buried her head into a book and then tried to smother her laughter with a pillow. Her face was beat red as a tear of laughter threatened to stream down her face.

"He called you a war-troll! It's a Lord of the Rings thing!"

"And only Megan would know," Kayla said and Megan thwacked her with a pillow.

Hannah's eye twitched and I teased, "Well, you threatened to rip out his spine."

"My dad's a marine and the rest of my lineage were soldiers. I grew up hearing about people's legs being blown off or their faces being-"

"T.M.I." Kayla said, "Give us the scoop!"

Hannah finished beneath her breath, "melted off in mustard gas."

"Well," I glanced discreetly at their faces, "I think those creepos tried pushing me down the stairs."

Kayla gasped, "The guy was a creeper working with the whacks that keyed Hannah's Chemistry teacher boy-toy?"

"Ex. Boy-toy." Hannah muttered in correction.

"No," I felt a blush coming on and continued despite it, "he had caught me from falling."

Kayla pouted, "Well that's cliché as hell." Then she perked up after Alisha smacked her with a pillow, "So he's not a creeper? He's a keeper?!"

"I think he's working with them." Hannah said.

"Wow," Megan oozed sarcastic criticism, "Tolkien's work with wackos now."

"Well, you know what they say," Kayla cast a glance at Alisha, "the quiet ones are the ones you gotta worry about."

Alisha didn't even notice as she was playing Fortnite on her phone. Once she realized we were watching her she blushed and put her phone away.

"Maybe not." I dismissed.

"So," Alisha said, "why did you take his phone from his coat pocket?"

I flushed and blurted, "I DID NOT!"

"Do you have it?" Kayla asked.

"You know they can track those things right?"

"Hush Hannah," I said digging in my bag and pulling out the phone.

"I knew it was an iPhone 9! The best gaming phone ever!" Alisha exclaimed.

"Please," I jabbed, "if your eyes were only on the phone you would know he dropped it."

To that, Alisha pretended to check her social networks. Kayla's eyes widened and she picked up the phone.

"No way..."

"The code is really long." I stated.

"I think I know whose phone this is." Kayla surmised.

She entered: 22-555-2-222-55-33-66-33-3

Once the phone opened she muttered, "Oh my god."

"What did you put in?!" I exclaimed in surprise.

"I put in the title of my boyfriend's little brother's story in dial up text." She hissed in victory, "Blackened."

A/N: Poor iPhone 9, it never got to officially exist. Can we get an F in the chat for the poor iPhone 9? Don't forget to vote! I'm on the Dark Side! (They said they had cookies...) Anybody remember the way we texted back then? If you wanted C you had to press 1 three times? That's how she broke the code. No more spoilers now although I don't know if that was a spoiler... meh.