I wake up in a good mood. A very good mood. I had put my hair in a French braid over night so when I took it out, perfect beach waves formed in my hair. I parted it to the side as usual creating a messy ish look. I did my make up and decided to wear lipstick today because why not? I chose a nude color and it looked really nice. I felt extra snazzy so I put on eyeliner on my waterline. I usually don't try this much for school. Just mascara and foundation.
I make myself coffee since I woke up about 20 minutes earlier today. I walk to my car with my heavenly coffee in hand and get in. I insert my Gorillaz cd in the car and smile to the original sound. As I drive to school I successfully rap to the entire song "Clint Eastwood" which made me ecstatic. This almost never happens. Feeling like a boss, I park at school and get out of my car. I scroll through my Instagram feed and find nothing but annoying shoutouts and unnecessary porn. I roll my eyes and stumble on someone.
"Sorry" I say
"Sorry" he says simultaneously
It's a senior that I don't really know. He's one of those dumb jocks.
"Oh and happy birthday!" He says walking away
"It's not my birthday" I say back but he's already gone
Okay...
The rest of the school day was alright. Nothing too extreme happened. But I did get quite some compliments today.
I'm sleeping over hazels house tonight so it will probably get a lot more fun.
"Ready?" She says
"Yea" I say snapping out of my thoughts
We walk to my car. Hazel doesn't have a car yet. She's saving up.
"Can I drive? Please? Please? Please?" She pleads
"Sure" I say
"Eek!" She screams and takes my keys "this is so exciting!"
I laugh at her excitement.
"So how's Darwin doing?" I ask
"Dead" she says offended
Oops. I completely forgot.
"My mom says that she just found him dead but I'm pretty sure that he committed suicide because of my little brothers constant teasing"
"Your chameleon? Can they even commit suicide?" I ask
"DUHH" she says aggravated "you know what they do? They slowly cut themselves with teeny tiny butter knives until they bleed out"
"...I don't think that chameleons can even hold butter knives" I say
"They can if they're teeny! I'm telling you my brother would always call him fat and Darwin was always so insecure about his weight. It was suicide. I'm sure of it"
"Ok hazel" I say ignoring her weird theories. I'm used to them by now.
"We should get Starbucks" i say
"No" she answers "were going to my house"
"But I really want Starbucks!" I plead
"You just had coffee you caffeine addict!" She says
"Ugh fine" I roll my eyes "let's go to-"
"NO" she says and giggles really high pitched
"What's going on" I smirk
I know something is going on that I don't know of. She always giggles really loudly and in a high pitched tone when she's hiding something from me.
"Nothing" she says an giggles again
"Ok.. sure..." I say
Eventually I'll find out.
We get to hazels house which is a huge house the size of a mansion. There is people flooding the house and I see a ton of recognizable faces. And then I see a banner that says
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAOMI"
A huge grin forms on hazels face as she sees my confused expression.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY! SURPRISE" She says excitedly making jazz hands in the air and showers me with some confetti that I have no clue where she got from. Now my car is littered with mysterious purple confetti.
"It's not my birthday but thank you!!!!" I say happily and hug her
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Love that feller teller: A Miles teller fan fiction
FanficNaomi's best friend is miles teller. He's the peanut butter to her jelly. They understand each other like no one else does. They're the perfect match. All Naomi needs to do is leave the friend zone.
