"That was a really bitchy move you guys did out there." I say.
"It was funny." He throws his hands up.
"Whatever." I say closing the window door.
"Where are you going?" He asks.
"To sleep, idiot, we have school tomorrow."
"Oh, so you're the goody two shoes." He smirks.
"Am not. I'm just really tired." I yawn.
I really am tired.
"What about your phone?" He asks.
"I'll find a way to fix it."
"What if you don't?"
"Stop it." I say.
"What did I do?"
"You're asking to many questions. It's hurting my head." I put my hand on my head.
"I just asked two."
"Still. Just stop. Please." I begged.
"I can't help it, sexy." He laughs.
"Stop calling me that."
"You called me it first."
"No. I called your name sexy, not you. There's a difference." I defend myself.
"Just admit it. You called me sexy."
"Goodnight Aiden." I slam my window door.
Talk about annoying.
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Thank God it's Friday.
I put my hair in a fishtail last night so hopefully my hair turns out wavy.
I undo my hair and, SUCCESS! My hair is wavy! Yay!
Lemme go brush my teeth, I have really bad morning breath. And I need to pee bad.
There we go, now...
For the outfit.
It's a little chilly outside. Kay, got an idea, something comfy yet cute but not little girl cute but 17 year old cute.
I go to my closet to check what shirt. Nah. Nope. Ew. What the hell? Why do I have a cat sweater? Gonna have to burn this later. Okay this will do. A white sweater with black stripes.
Off to the drawers! I'll just wear these black laced tights under my maroon skirt.
Now back to my closet for shoes! I'll just wear my white chucks.
I almost forgot my beanie! Where is it?
"Where are you beanie? I need to use you today!" Great. Now I'm talking to myself.
"Found you!" There is was maroon beanie on top of the lamp. I place my beanie on my head and fix my hair.
Finally the makeup.
No, I don't put on a cake full of makeup on me. No thank you but I don't do clown looks.
I apply black liquid eyeliner doing a little wing successfully. Then very little black mascara. And last, a light pink blush to my cheeks. Ariel says that the blush brings out my cheekbones but I don't see it. Then some red lipstick and voilà I am finished.
I smile to myself. I look good.
I grab my backpack then kiss goodbye my phone. I'm kidding about the last part. Or am I?
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My Hot Neighbor
Teen Fiction"W-what are you doing?" He stutters. "I thought girls don't make you nervous" I smirk. "I'm not nervous" he says. I put my head on his shoulder and barley touch his neck with my lips. "How about now?" "Uh.." His neck firms up. (If that's even p...
