.Slime.Heads.

"Slippery Sue, slippery Sue, slippery Su-"

"I swear to god that I'll stuff your mouth with my fist if you don't shut up."

Grinning, I leaned on to his side. "Slippery Sue!"

"WYATT!" Mikey yelled running after me when I took off. I run up the wet steps, it had rained in the morning, making the wind sticky upon my face.

I laughed walking into the Way household. Mikey shoved past me, whining to his mother. "Tell her to shut up, ma! The whole walk home she kept saying 'Slipper Sue' and it's obnoxious!"

Donna rolled her eyes, smiling at me. "Stop teasing my little baby."

Mikey glared at us as we laughed. "I'm not a baby! I'm a 17 mature man!"

"Yea, but men don't whine."

With that we all turned to the doorway were Donald stood.

"I'm glad Gerard is coming home soon, he'll defend me."

"Men don't need to be defended." I replied sassily. He poked it tongue out at me and I did it back. He walked off to the direction of his room.

"Are you staying for dinner, Wyatt?" asked Donna from the stove.

I shook my head, walking up next to her. "No, I'm gonna go home. My mom should be home soon."

She nodded and hugged me. She gave me a yellow sticky note. "It's the number your mom wanted from the bakery. She'll know what I'm talking about."

I nodded. "I'll make sure she receives it," I walked to the hallway where my bag slouched on to the floor. Mikey's backpack sat next to mine.

"Mikey, go." Donald hollard from the kitchen. Mikey walked out, putting on his jacket. "On it!"
He waited for me to put my jacket on. Donna Way would have our heads if she saw us outside without being covered. She was very persistent when she wanted something, but she always meant well.

"Ok, lets go."

Mikey opened the door and held it for me to go ahead first. I walked down the steps and slowed down for Mikey to catch up. "So when exactly is the Queen coming?" I asked Mikey as we cross his street to the one across.

"Thursday Morning. You have no classes right?" he asked.

We skipped some steps that lead from the street to the front door. Mikey looked back to his house, making sure he did close the door. "No, I'm off since I have to practice."

I opened the door with my key and let Mikey in. We walked to my room and dumped our bodies into the bean bags I had. "Sometimes, I wonder how it would be of we all moved in together in a house."

"I think it'll kinda be like it is now. I mean, we already had dinners together, we sleep over, we technically do what families do. We know everyone's likes and dislikes."

"No I meant like..." he sighed. "Nevermind. Forget about it."

I looked at him, "Mikey, c'mon."

"Don't worry about it." he quietly said. "I'm gonna go home, I left my game on."

With that, he stood up and walked out. I heard the door open and slam shut. Considering he lived in front of me, I knew he got there safe within half a minute.

What the fuck was that about?

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