"So why is your mama yelling at Mikio like that?"

"I dunno. With how loud she is, I wouldn't be surprised if she found something like drugs. I hope it ends before dinner. If not, that'll get loud."

"Isn't he twelve?"

"Fifteen."

(I think I made a mistake saying he's twelve, he is fifteen.)

"Oh. Haven't seen him in a while."

Mikio looked just like his daddy. White hair and small blue eyes. Nejire was like their mom. Her mom had a darker blue shade for hair, and it was in a pixie cut instead of whatever Nejire was doing.

Nejire took a spoonful of her ice cream. It was her favorite flavor, Salted Caramel. It was an amazing flavor. It wasn't served at any other ice cream place, only Fro-Yo and stores. Ryuko only liked Vanilla. Never ate anything else. Chocolate, strawberry, Mint? Wouldn't take a bite out of it. She's eat sherbet though.

"Wanna help choose a few things for my wedding?"

"Isn't this something you're supposed to do with Shinya?"

"Second opinions. Also, no biased picks!" She said. Nejire nodded, understanding what she meant. Ryuko was scary when she was mad.

(Me about to give Ryuko a whole backstory because I need drama.)

She showed Nejire a few pictures. She was surprised at how much they had gotten done in a span of two months. The food plan was done, guest list was done, venue was picked, it was DisneyLand, colors were picked, the groomsmen had been picked a long time ago, and so many other things had already been picked.

"Who's the maid of honor?"

"My friend, Rumi. She was at the dress shopping. The lady with white hair?"

"Oh! The one who's gonna wear a tux instead of a dress?"

"Yeah. We've been friends since Kindergarten. She taught me how to fight."

"Wait you know how to fight?"

"Hell yeah! I got bullied when I was younger and Rumi defended me. She taught me how to fight so I wouldn't have to rely on her. She's pretty 'lit'." She said. Oh goodness.

"Ryuko, never say lit again. Only the author can say lit."

"What?"

"What?"

(0-0)

"How'd you and Shinya meet? He seems like a cool guy." After seeing Shinya for the first time, she honestly thought that Momo's words were lies. She didn't see a single flower.

Ryuko thought of a lie on the spot. The way she and Shinya met was... not ideally the way you met the person you loved. (I swear we'll discuss it in a few chapters.)

"A bookstore." That was believable. They had a large bookshelf of unfinished books, and finished books. "He took a book I had been dying to read and he apologized and gave it to me. Thought he was nice."

"Oooh, what book. This is getting juicy." Nejire gasped. She was into the story now. She had been dying to know now.

"Oh um... The Hate U Give. It's a really sad but good book." Ryuko said. She had read the book and cried at several parts. In the movie, Jesus the movie had her sobbing in Shinya's arms.

"Oh, I heard about that! Yeah, my brother read it in school, most of his class cried. I watched the movie and that was so sad." Nejire sighed.

"Yeah. Is that all you wanted to know?"

"What's his job? Sorry if I'm a lil rude, but I'm curious."

"Oh, he's a an officer." Not a whole lie. Technically he was an officer, just not a police officer.

Nejire threw away her ice cream bowl and sat back down. She texted her mom to see if she was calmed down. If she didn't answer, she was staying with Yuyu for the night. There was no way in hell she was staying there. Her mom could yell for hours straight if she wanted to.

That's what being a lawyer must've done to her.

After ten minutes of not responding, Nejire just said, "My mom is still mad. I got a friend nearby, if you want I can walk to her place."

"Why the hell would I want you to walk? Cmon." She stood up and threw away her ice cream cup. She took directions from Nejire and began driving from the ice cream place.

Yuyu didn't live in the best neighborhood. She lived in a 'ghetto'. Couldn't take your shoes off or you might step on a nail, and Jesus Christ that hurt. Nejire had never done it, neither had Yuyu, but she had seen someone do it. Said it was the cringiest thing on the planet and it made her cry a bit. Made her toes curl.

"Want me to walk you in? Or are you good?" She was a bit wary of the area but she didn't want to be judgmental..

"I'm cool! Thanks Ryuko!"

"Text your mom, I don't need to be yelled at for not bringing you home."

Nejire nodded and walked inside Yuyu's home. Her papa was smoking, her mama was cooking. Her papa had black hair that reached his shoulders. He had broad shoulders and looked like an American Football player. He was so much taller compared to both of them.

Her mother on the other hand had long scarlet red hair. Her eyes were amber like beer, and her figure was petite. She had a hourglass body shape and was shorter than Nejire.

(Me allowed to make random colors for her parents cuz her hair is dyed-)

Yuyu's parents knew Nejire well enough. She had a key to their house and everything. She dropped by when her mother got angry at her husband or brother, or when she wanted to hang out. Yuyu's father was intimidating but absolutely angelic behind the tough exterior.

"Yuyu! Nejire's here!" Her mom shouted. Yuyu walked in out of her room and hugged Nejire.

"Your mom's yelling again?"

"Mhm. Imma go back around dinner time, lemme go text my dad real quick." She remembered she needed to call her parents.

Sugar Pea: I'm at Yuyu's house

Father Figure: I don't recommend coming home till tomorrow.

Sugar Pea: what'd Mikio do?

Father Figure: Your mom found out he was getting into fights and drinking. No one's crying except your mom.

Sugar Pea: I-

Sugar Pea: I'll stay at Yuyu's home

That was the end of that conversation. Yuyu and Nejire ran into her room and started taking about random things that came to mind.

"Who're you taking to your friend's wedding?"

"I dunno. I'm a bridesmaid so I don't think I get a plus one. The guy I planned on asking was the nephew of Ryuko so he's obviously going."

"You could always take Mirio, Kaoruko, or me."

"Sure. You can come. The colors are crepe pink, so don't wear that."

"Surely the guest plan is finalized. I feel stupid for asking now." Yuyu laughed.

"Oh-" Nejire paused. "It is. So I guess I don't get a plus one." She laughed to herself. She felt silly for forgetting.

The day went on and Nejire finalized her decision to stay the night. To be honest, she didn't see what was so 'ghetto' about Yuyu's neighborhood. Yuyu was just in the lower middle classed section of society. Nejire was in the high middle classed section.

Right after dinner, Yuyu and Nejire gathered up four dollars to get Dixie Cups. Dixie cups were just frozen juice. (It's literally a popsicle in a cup-) A nice old woman up the street sold them and gave them out for fun. Nejire's personal favorite flavor was Fruit Punch. Yuyu liked Blue raspberry and grape. To make two flavored Dixie cups took a very long time. Had to wait for one layer to freeze, put the other flavor on top, then freeze it again.

(I'm describing a fricking popsicle more than the characters wot-)

Tam tam: Hey

Bubbly Idiot: heyyyyy

Tam tam: Whats a Vsco girl?

Bubbly Idiot: a dead meme, why?

Tam tam: just wondering. What's Stonks?

Bubbly Idiot: are you asking for a meme lesson?

Tam tam: yeet

Bubbly idiot: :') I'm a proud mother

Tam tam: ur not my mum, you must wanna hear sm-

Bubbly Idiot: UGLY *SS, FRIGGEN, DOODOO HEAD.

(Stop me. Please.)