I put my hair up into a messy bun and dragged myself out of my bed into my bathroom. I sighed and turned on the hot water and undressed. It was one of those type of showers that loosen your muscles and make you relax. I turned the knob off and grabbed my towel. My phone started to ring. I walk out of the bathroom into my room and grabbed my phone.
"Hello?" I asked taking a seat on my bed. "Hello. This Jameson School. Did you enroll for this year?" The person asked. "Oh yes I did. It should be under Mae Muldoon." There was a pause. "Oh okay. I hope you have a nice year here." I thanked and said goodbye.
I walked over to my dresser and pulled out my floral shirt that has an 89 on it. I walked over to my closet and picked some white skinny jeans.
I got a text, from the person.
(M- Mae R-random )R- do you know who this is yet?
M- I have a person in mind.
R- and who is it
M- That boy with blue eyes and a lip ring?
R- maybe.
M- it is. How'd you get my number?
R- I have my ways remember?
M- oh yeah 😑 whatever bye.I put some black vans on with a white flower crown. I called up Jen to see if she's okay.
"He Jen, this is Mae, I was wondering if you're okay and want to go get some food with me." It went straight to voicemail. " I'm driving over to Cameron's to see if you're over there" and then I hung up.I grabbed the car keys and turned my radio on. California weather is sucky. Sunny and hot all the time. I live about 10 minutes away from Cameron, so it shouldn't take forever. I pulled into his driveway and I saw Jen's car.
I knocked on the door. I heard grunting. "Hey Mae" cameron said squinting his eyes. "Is Jen here?"
He nodded and invited me in. There's cups everywhere Along with food. "You're gonna have fun cleaning this shit up, huh" I said jokingly. "Yeah definitely" he said responding being sarcastic. "She's in the guest" I nodded and walked up the stairs and found the room she was in.She was dead asleep with mascara smeared on her face. "Jen, it's time to get up Hun." She popped her head up. "Mae where have You been?" She asked tiredly. "That boy took me home last night." She nodded. "Oh, Nash?"
"I guess" she had her feet hanging off the side of the bed. She had extra clothes here so she got dressed and put her make up on. We left and headed to Starbucks.
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Teen FictionMae and Nash the bad boy "aren't close", you could say. Or are they?