I woke up happy, and early Saturday morning. Like any other teenager I normally sleep late, but I was in such a good mood from last night, I decided to start my day early. I got out of bed, looked in my mirror at my insane bedhead, and went downstairs. I did my best to tip-toe past my moms room so I wouldn't wake her up. I went into the kitchen and began making my mom's favorite breakfast, a veggie omelet with OJ. I learned how to make an omelet when I was 10, it was actually the first thing I had ever learned to cook. I put tomatoes, red and green peppers,and onions into her omelet. I then took one of the trays, which were already at the house, on the island. Then I poured the OJ, and put the omelet on a plate. I then put those things on the tray and brought it up to my mom's room. "Good morning!" I said in an energetic, excited voice. "Why are so happy? It's morning!" "Oh just take the breakfast, no questions asked!" "Thank you, sweetie!" I left the room and went downstairs to the living room, where I turned on the TV.
I watched TV for about an hour, when it was 8:30. I took a shower, got dressed, and did my hair. I got a text earlier this morning from Lily, she asked if I wanted to go to the mall. We were going to meet up outside of Abercrombie. So I made my mom get out of bed, and look reasonable. I told her what was going on. She said be in the car by 9:15 so we could get Starbucks. We were I texted Lily and asked her if she wanted anything from Starbucks.
"Hey Lily! I'm going to Starbucks b4 the mall. Do u want anything?"
"Ya! Can I have an Iced Green Tea, with honey!"
"Sure!"
"Thanks! So did you see the school website??"
"R school has a website????"I was shocked, none of my old schools had a websites.
"Ya!!!! Look it up it's www.Hollywood-High.org, then press class blog."
I grabbed my laptop and looked the website up. I pressed class blogger, and I almost screamed. Yesterday when Callie told me she was recording me on her phone, she wasn't kidding. She edited it to make me look like I was being mean to her. Was she for real. I was so ticked off, now everyone would hate me. So I immediately wrote a comment, "This is all wrong, I would never say these horrid, mean things! She edited this, she even told me she would. On Friday afternoon on my way home from school, she video taped me getting mad at her because she was following me. I swear I didn't say these things, please believe me!" I waited to see if any more comments showed up, one did, and of course, it was Rachael. "Don't listen to this girl, shee's a LIAR! Callie would never do anything like this!!!!!" I didn't reply back, instead I decided to talk it over with Lily, and everybody else.
My mom dropped me off outside of Abercrombie, where Lily was on her phone.
"Hey!" is said, doing my best not to show the anger and annoyance I was feeling come through my voice.
"Hey! Did you see the website??"
"Oh, ya!!! I'm furious! This girl is ridiculous!" I screamed. Everyone around us started looking at us, so we walked to the closest bench.
"I know you are. I know I would be too. We just have to let it go for now, and shop!"
We went to our first store, Coach. I only had about $250, so I knew I wasn't buying anything there. Lily, had her own debit card, so she bought a cute little wallet, and an IPad case. We then went to a couple more stores, and around 11:25 we went to the food court to get lunch. We went to a restaurant that was in the mall, and we split a meal, and an appetizer. We left the mall around two, and my wallet was completely empty. Money well spent, in my opinion. I got a matching phone case with Lily, and we got one for Carly, and Alex. Then I got some cute new clothes, so the money will come back quickly, I hope.
Lily's mom picked us up, and dropped me off at my house. I ran upstairs to my room, changed into my bathing suit, and went into my indoor pool. I thought long and hard, on how to get beck at Callie. I then thought of something, just be yourself, and........... continuously 1-up her and drive her insane. My first plan was to gain popularity through my sports. Basketball tryouts were in Monday, Volleyball on Tuesday, and swimming on Thursday. I had to make it onto all of the teams.
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Sunday came around pretty quickly. Like any other Sunday morning, my mom and I would normally go to breakfast, but since we moved, I wasn't't so sure it was going to happen. My mom came into my room, and told me to get up and ready, because she found a breakfast place on the internet that was only 10 minutes away. I jumped out of bed, and quickly got ready. Then I remembered, you changed, you can't just wear midi's and a T-shirt, so I looked into my closet and found something more suitable. Then I brushed my hair and put it into a messy bun.
The drive to the breakfast place was relaxing. Acoustic music was on the radio, and the roads weren't as heck-tic as they were the rest of the week. I sat in the passengers seat, with my window down, loving the California air.
The restaurant was packed! It looked like everyone had the same idea we had. Back at home, we used to go someplace called Scrambler's which was always packed, but since we were a regular costumer, we had a seat saved for us. The one to the far right when you walked into the door, next to a window. Scarmbler's always had homemade fresh food, which everybody loved.
We walked to the front of the line, and asked the woman working at the front how long the line would be, she said about an hour and a half, so we bolted out of that place. We went back into the car and decided to drive around and look for another breakfast restaurant that wasn't so crowded. It took about 20 minutes but we finally found a little diner called Greten's. We parked the car, and went inside to find a beautiful restaurant full of flowers on every table, and even the walls. There was no wiat, so we were seated right away to a table in the middle of the restaurant, not near a window. Although I didn't mind, since we were making new memories.
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