Its Monday morning and time for school. When I woke up I was still on the phone with Brad.
I think he heard me wake up because he said good morning beautiful. He wished me a happy day. We hang up the phone and I let him go back to sleep before class.
We walked out the door and my mom asked who I was talking to on the phone and I said Brad. She was not happy about that. She doesn’t like the fact that I like Brad or that fact that he is four years older.
I got into school and my mood atomically went down the drain. I met up with my best friend Stella. I told her all about my day yesterday. She wasn’t happy.
Then I got a text from Brad . . .
