They Don't Know About Us

Ch. 5 - TDKAU

DEDICATED TO: @Fan_ilove1D For making such an awesome cover for me!! thanks so much! I'll ask you for more covers in the future :) 

I'm so sorryyy that I haven't updated in a while... I've been extra busy with all this crazy weather and school.... I have now changed this story to a "slow updates" story since I know I can't really fiit everything in my busy and annoying life! sorry!! but don't go! I will be updating at least once a week... or maybe more! Anyway, remember to vote, fan and comment :) 

Ohhh I knew I should not have given him my number. I specifically informed him that we could share a "few" texts. But I don't think he knew what I meant. It was like as if he was planning some evil master plan that would hopefully distract me from schoolwork. AND IT HAS! Lately I've only been getting a few hours sleep each night, since I was up TEXTING SOME BOY. Some CUTE boy . Oh dang! Did I just call him cute?!

But I'm not complaining! Don't get me wrong. It was always nice to wake up with waaayy more texts than you usually get. But the sad thing was, they were all from one person.  Anyway, the problem was I was getting these texts at the most strangest times of the day. I had just finished my study session at around 11:30pm, and I was just about to head to bed until I heard my familiar message  tone, notifying a new message. To my surprise, it was from Daniel.

 From: Daniel

Hey, l was just about to go to sheep but then I remembered I had  to send you a message.

Awww, he actually realised that he hadn't sent me a text message... I couldn't just leave him hanging. Little did I know, he had another conversation planned for the night... 

To: Daniel

Aw, you're just too nice. Anyway, it's late and I'm extra tired. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

From: Daniel

Wait! But we just started talking! Please don't leave me yet! :(  *inserts sad puppy eyes*

Uh oh.. Now I actually could not back down because 1) Daniel was practically begging me to not to go to sleep, and and I didn't want to hurt his feelings... Seriously... He even used his puppy eyes. Now who could say no to that! I finally gave in and we begun our nightly texting spree.

The next morning I had a lot of trouble waking up. (I knew I should not have gone to sleep that late! Damn Daniel!) My alarm went off at 6:30 and I trudged out of bed. I glanced at the mirror and gasped. Woah.. who is that in the mirror? Waaaittt.... I think that's me... You could definitely mistaken me as someone who just woke up from the dead. My hair was sticking out in all different directions, black bags hung underneath my eyes, as if they were bats. I have never ever EVER seen myself like this, and my mum hasn't either. Oh no! How was I going to explain this to her?! I couldn't just rock up to breakfast looking like some drug addict. I frantically searched for my hair straightener, and attempted to straighten everything to its usual position. Then I grabbed some whitening cream to hopefully invisibilise the death bags. After a few minutes of a  somewhat better disguise, I headed out to face the wrath of my mother.

"Good morning Case." she smiled. I mumbled a "good morning" as I tried to avoid her eyes. One thing that I learnt from my 16 years of existence was to never underestimate my mum. She may look oblivious on the outside but I knew deep down that she was just pretending. She could tell from someone's behaviour that something was not quite right with them, like for crying out loud! She was a behavioural psychologist!

I tried to ignore her heavy stare on the side of my head, however before I could respond, she beat me to it. "Casey. Is there something I should know that you don't want me to know?" she inquired, in her sweet counselling voice. I thought about telling her that I spent all night texting a boy that I had known for a week, however as I thought of the consequences I could get, maybe it wouldn't be such a great idea. I looked up from my cereal, and her eyes widened at my appearance. "Casey! Are you.. high?"