Chapter 21-Movies and Makeovers

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Jessica's Point of View

These past few days have been a test for James, although he didn't know it. He said he wanted to prove his friendship to me, so I expected him to do just that. He has proved himself twice so far. Once when I was sick and another time when I got hurt bowling.

I didn't need him to prove himself, but it was nice to know he was a true friend. I knew he was a good friend after he stood up for me in the cafeteria.

"Jessica, what are you thinking about?" James asked me out of nowhere.

I looked at him, "Can't we just watch the movie?"

I looked at me and gave me his award winning smile, "No."

"Why not," I asked him, "I want to watch the movie."

James mumbled something, but didn't say anything else. Right now we were in my room watching my favorite Barbie movie, "Barbie and the Princess Charm School".

Don't judge me, I like Barbie movies, I have almost the whole collection.

After a few more minutes of the movie, James burst out laughing, for no reason.

"James what is so funny?" I asked him.

"Nothing," James told me.

I was beginning to get thirsty, so I got up to get myself a drink, "James do you want anything?" I asked being a good hostess.

"Do you have Pepsi?" he asked me.

I gave him a look that over the course of the week I had given him a lot, my are-you-stupid look," Of course we have Pepsi."

I made my way down the stairs trying not to trip of all of Will's crap he hasn't gotten around to picking up. After putting ice in our cups, I went searching through the cabinets in search of where the Pepsi was hidden. Once I had found it I filled up our cups, got me so chocolate chips, and made my way back upstairs.

"Here you go," I said handing James his drink.

I sat back down on my bed, but soon realized James had turned to movie off.

"Why did you turn the movie off?" I complained, "It was just getting to the good part where Blair (Barbie) was going to prove she was the rightful heir to the crown."

"You and your Barbie movies," James sighed.

"Get out, I need to change," I told James. I wanted to change into my comfy sweat pants and oversized shirt, because it was much more comfortable than the jeans and nice-ish shirt I was wearing.

"Are you sure, because I wouldn't mind staying in here while you do that," James said wiggling his eyebrows.

"You are a pervert," I told him as I pushed his hard chest out of my room.

As soon as he was out if the room, I quickly locked the door, not trusting the boy that was standing behind the door.

I was digging through the pile of clothes in the corner of my closet when I heard my door trying to be open, good thing I was smart enough to lock the door. No need to have him walk in on me while I was only in my bra and underwear, especially since he is a major pervert.

I put on a blue tank top and a black shirt over it as well as my favorite pair of sweat pants that were so long they went past my feet. I fixed my hair and tighten the hair elastic it was in, and then opened the door.

James came right in and walked right past me, "Jessica, you let a hobo in here, but wouldn't let me. Not fair."

"What?" I asked him. There was no hobo in here, or at least I hoped there wasn't, if there was would be way weird.

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