I was turning on her inner lesbian

                                        

                                              
Today is the day. Snake's birthday.
                              
I liked other people's birthdays because they always look so happy when they receive their gifts. Is that weird?
                              
And it was Friday. Needless to say I was in a good mood. I was grateful my foul mood didn't stay with me the entire week. I didn't like having those kinds of moods, especially when there isn't a reason.
                              
When there's no reason to be sad you should choose to be happy.
                              
Easier said than done apparently. Whatever, I was in a good mood and wasn't going to spoil it by overthinking.
                              
The day went by so slowly, maybe it's because I was on time today. I left home a little earlier so I could see Snake to wish him a happy birthday. I'm such a dedicated friend.
                              
No, seriously. Everyone was surprised to see me this early.
                              
The rest of the classes were pretty boring. And as usual, lunch period went by too quickly. We were busy teasing Snake about his present. We would drop ridiculous and false hints to throw him off. He got really confused about his present.
                              
That was a good sign. He'd be more surprised when he actually got it tonight.
                              
Two more classes to go and it would be weekend. I was currently in Hi온라인카지노게임.
                              
Code was in this class too. Unfortunately they'd separated us in the beginning of the year because we couldn't help but talk to each other. So he was sitting at the window while I was sitting on the other side of the class, near the door.
                              
Our teacher was pretty young. She almost looked like a student but I think she once mentioned she was twenty-five or something. She had light brown hair and blue eyes and she got the attention of a lot of boys. Gross.
                              
She was okay though. She was stern and she knew what she was talking about although sometimes I had trouble taking her seriously. She got flushed by all the male attention and it didn't seem appropriate.
                              
Oh well, you know me, I just minded my own business.
                              
"Psst." I turned my head towards the sound and noticed it was Code being anything but subtle. Before I knew what was happening he threw a crumpled piece of paper at me.
                              
It hit me square in the head. Who knew the guy had great aim? It earned some chuckles from people who'd seen Code's victorious moment. He was beaming, obviously proud of himself. I rolled my eyes, biting my lip to keep myself from laughing.
                              
I grabbed the paper and started unfolding it. I was about to read it when I noticed a shadow forming above me. My teacher was standing in front of my desk, looking at me. Sigh.
                              
"Since you're disrupting class you can read the note out loud, Jill." She said. It took a lot not to roll my eyes. The purpose of the note was to not disrupt class, she chose to disrupt it by paying it attention to it.
                              
Did she think I would be ashamed to read it out loud or something? I'm not embarrassed easily.
                              
I grabbed the note "You coming over before the party?" I laughed. Code could be so stupid sometimes.
                              
I looked at him "You could've just asked me after class you idiot." I laughed. His reply was a shrug.
                              
Some guys were making comments being proud of Code because I was coming over or something? Come on, people know we're just friends. I decided to play along.
                              
"Of course I'm coming over for your big package." I grinned and he winked at me. Jake would've been so proud of us. The guys in class were cheering now. Unbelievable.