Marley blinked her eyes open back in her motel room. She sat up, dazed. Nothing seemed different. Was it all just a dream? Probably, she'd been known to have dreams like that. A yawn gaped wide from her mouth. Damn, that was loud.

Wait, wasn't Emalee coming over today?! Marley checked her watch. Shiitake mushrooms, she was! Marley swung herself out of bed and quickly changed into real clothes, looking around frantically for anything to make for breakfast.

About half an hour later, when Marley had given up on making breakfast, the door swung open with a bang.

"WHAT'S UP, FUCKERS?" someone screamed. The voice brought a smile to her face. The grin widened as she yelled back.

"Why do you have my phone?!"

"Fuck you, that's why!" the person retaliated, laughing with Marley. Finally, a girl of Marley's own age came into view and hugged her best friend. She had long brown hair, brown eyes, and big glasses that she looked terrible without (at least, she thought so).

"How's it going, Emalee?" Marley said once they'd stopped laughing.

"Pretty okay, I guess. You?"

"I just had the weirdest dream last night." Emalee plopped down on the couch like she lived there and patted the spot next to her.

"Spill the tea, sis." Marley proceeded to tell her about the super-weird dream.

"It didn't feel like a dream though. It felt, like, real," Marley confessed. She studied her friend's face. Emalee seemed to be taking it pretty well. Then again, Emalee wasn't an open book, at the very least. She was the kind of person to take everything in, and either react right away (sometimes recklessly) or mull over it for a while. Kind of infuriating at times, but Marley still found herself friends with the girl.

"Well, you've had these sorts of dreams before. Really vivid ones, I mean," she said, picking dirt out from under her fingernails.

"Yeah. Wanna go grab some breakfast?"

"Fuck yeah I do!" Emalee said with a grin, jumping up from the couch. "Especially if you're paying."

"You cheeky-"

"What? Cheeky what?"

"You cheeky bitch!" They both burst out laughing. Marley didn't swear that much, so it was pretty hilarious when she swore. Marley climbed into her Jeep, shaking her head.

"Alright, where you wanna go?"

"I don't care."

"Oh my God, just decide already!"

"I really don't care!"

"JUST PICK."

"NO, YOU."

"NO, YOU."

"DO IT ALREADY."

"OHMYGODJUSTFUCKINGPIIIIICK."

"NO YOUUUU."

"McDonald's."

"No."

"YOU SAID TO PICK SO I DID AND WHEN I PICK YOU SAY NO."

"We are NOT going to McDonald's, goddammit." Marley glared at her friend, who was crossing her arms in the front seat. There were a few minutes of silence.

"I'll take you to Taco Bell."

"Sweet!" Emalee said with a big grin. Marley rolled her eyes and pulled into Taco Bell.

"Now order what you want, ya dingus." She ordered. Marley sighed and pulled forward as Emalee swung her legs, tucking her hands under her legs.

"Thanks, Mar," she said sincerely.

"No problem." Once they got the food, they drove back to the motel room.

"I'M GONNA TAKE MY HORSE TO THE OLD TOWN ROAD, I'M GONNA, RIIIIIIIDE TIL I CAN'T NO MORE," Emalee belted unexpectedly. Marley laughed again and joined in.

"I'M GONNA TAKE MY HORSE TO THE OLD TOWN ROAD, I'M GONNA, RIIIIIIIDE TIL I CAN'T NO MORE, I GOT THE HORSES IN THE BACK, HORSE TACK IS ATTACHED, HAT IS MATTE BLACK GOT THE BOOTS THAT'S BLACK TO MAAATCH RIDIN' ON A HORSE, YOU CAN WHIP YOUR PORSCHE," they both screamed, tears leaking from their eyes. Marley stopped first, wheezing for breath and clutching the steering wheel. Emalee threw her head back with laughter, her loose brown hair whipping out the open window.

"Ah, fun times," Marley sighed, wiping her cheeks. Emalee nodded, stepping out of the car.

"More like good memes," she chuckled.

"Amen sister!" They toasted their drinks and laughed, walking into the motel room. Marley froze in the doorway.

Well, shit, she thought.

Boom bitch, 666 words again 💥 Keep on the lookout for new chapters, I post very irregularly XD

~ Love, Kals