To Befriend Or Not to Befriend? That Is the Question.

I'm in shock at what I'm seeing! It was Jessica,who everyone knows doesn't get along with me very well. In my room. Rambling through my dresser. I'm guessing no one wanted to walk with her because she was alone. I snapped a few pictures to make sure my mind wasn't fooling me. It wasn't. She was here. At 6 o'clock in the morning. Before school.smh.
     I wanted to scare her, or at least catch her off guard. I slowly tip-toed over to her, still looking in my dresser, and tapped her shoulder. When I say scared.....lol. She jumped REALLY hard.
     I stopped laughing after 10 minutes. "Hey." I stated as though I was happy to see her. She was startled as she replied, "Oh. Hi. I didn't see you." "Wha"- "I mean I didn't expect you to be here." She interrupted. I hope she knows how stupid she sounds. "How do you not expect me to be in my house?" When I said that, her face went from startled to embarrassed. She looked at me eye-to-eye and stated her apology. "I'm sorry, Des, I really am! I know we-" "Wait how did you get in?" I interrupted her this time. "Your brother let me in. How old is he like 10?" I was astonished at how easily she knew that. Most people thinks he's my twin. Everyone thinks he's 14. I nodded my head. "Yup. Well, did you find what you were looking for in my dresser? I can help if you want." I said sarcastically. The embarrased look came back to her face.