Not your perfect teen story

Not your perfect friend

Screw Adam. I should have known that he was too good to be true. What was I thinking?

I was feeling horrible for actually considering to go out with Ansel but maybe I should. He is a great guy and I know he'd treat me better than Adam. I mean, he got into the girl's room for me. Who does that?

But then again, maybe I need to slow down on the whole dating front. Maybe I should take some time out for me. I can't be dependent on guys. I can't let guys have such an impact on my mood.

"Hey, Ashley! Wait up!" Ansel shouted, running towards me.

"Yeah?" I said back.

"We missed rehearsals today so Natalie said that we should probably meet up and go through our lines together." He said.

"Oh yeah sure. Where do you wanna meet up?" I asked.

"Wherever. Is the park cool?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'll see you there at 4." I said.

"Great! See you there." He said and went away.

Yay! An almost-close-enough-sorta-date with Ansel! But right now I'm way too exhausted from all the drama of today. I just need to go home and have a short nap.

*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep*

I get up and check the alarm clock.

*8:30*

"WHAT? IT CANT BE 8:30 YET! CRAP!" I scream.

I check my phone and of course it's 8:30! And double crap. 23 missed calls from Ansel.

I try to call Ansel's phone but it's not available.

Crap. He hates me now. I know he does. He's never gonna talk to me again. And what am I gonna be doing? Sleeping. Because apparently THATS ALL I KNOW HOW TO DO!

"Ahhhhhhh!" I scream into my pillow.

"Ashley?" A small voice says from behind me.

I get up and turn. It's Mason. My next door neighbor. He's just 5.

"Mason, now's not a good time." I say.

"But why are you so angry? Did someone scream at you?" Mason says.

"No. Well technically I'm screaming at myself and Ansel's probably cussing at me right now." I say.

"What's cussing?" Mason asks.

"Ummm...it doesn't mean anything. What are you doing here?" I ask. Trying to change the topic.

"My daddy and mommy wanted to go out for dinner so they left me here so your mommy could babysit me." He said. "But why are you screaming at yourself?"

"Because I did't wake up on time. I was probably too tired to even set the right time on the alarm." I said, pissed at myself.

"You mean the alien communicator?" Mason asked.

"What?" I asked. "Please don't tell me you played with it Mason!"

"Okay. I won't." He said, looking down.

"Mason, get out now before I go cray cray." I say.

I can't scream at a 5 year old. But gosh! Kids can be so annoying sometimes.

I try calling Ansel one last time.

"Hey." Ansel says.

"Hey. I'm so sorry! My alarm didn't go off and this kid messed up the time... "

"It's alright." Ansel says.

"It's really not. I'm so sorry." I say.

"I got really irritated at first but then I knew you wouldn't ditch me. It's fine." He says.

"I would never do that on purpose! I swear." I said.

"I know you wouldn't." He said. I could feel him smiling. "We'll talk tomorrow okay? I'm a little busy right now."

I wasn't sure whether he was still pissed at me and just didn't want to show it or whether he actually forgave me. I wouldn't forgive me so it's probably the first option.

"Ugh! I need to make it up to him somehow. But howwww?" I said, burying my head in the pillow again.

That night I apologized to him in my mental conversations about a billion times, explaining how I was tired and how my phone is always on silent and how Mason screwed with my alarm. But it all just sounded like excuses. He probably thinks I didn't want to hang out with him. Ugh! I was probably more excited than he was.

I got it! I knew how I was going to apologize!

"Hey Natalie, I need your help."

-x-x-x-

This almost actually happened in real life. Although in real life, I couldn't blame a 5 year old boy for how dumb I was. I am a horrible friend. .-.

But I'm a good author right? I mean at least my updates are regular right now :D I know it's a short chapter but something is better than nothing right? :P

Anyways, comment, vote, add to your reading list. That would mean a lot ^_^ thank you guys.

And sorry i-man. (For the second time. I already apologized enough for the first time.)