I dreaded going to school the next day and luckily, I didn't have to. Never have I ever been so glad to be sick. I didn't want to have to face Jordan.
I didn't sleep at all last night and when my mom woke me up this morning I faked being sick. Did I feel bad about lying to my mother? Yes; however, I don't really care. School is a living hell. I text Max to tell him I won't be at school.
to WHALEACORN; I won't be at school today.
to PECANSNAKE; bruh, no. why not?
to WHALEACORN; because fml. I'm not going. it's not like I'll be missed anyway.
to PECANSNAKE; but when can't be the three musketeers without you. you are the only anti-girl in that school and it's going to suck without you.
to WHALEACORN; ehh. doubt it you have the others plus, I'll I do is screw things up and only like three people actually like me.
to WHALEACORN; wait...maybe four. Jordan texted me last night.
to PECANSNAKE; WHAT?!? ILL BEAT HIM UP!
to WHALEACORN; shh. no, it's fine. I'll explain later. k? k.
to PECANSNAKE; fine. love you Char.
to WHALEACORN; yeah? love you too.
I click my phone off when I hear a knock on my door. My mom walks in.
"Charlotte," she says, " I'm leaving for work, call me if you need anything."
I nod at her and wait till I hear the garage door shut before jumping out of bed. I turn on the TV. My plan for the day is to watch every single episode of "How I Met Your Mother." This day, is going to be legen...wait for it...dary!!!!!
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Hi my name is...
Novela JuvenilHi, my name is...to be honest, I don't really have a name. My given name is Charlotte but no one at East High actually calls me that. I'm seventeen and crazy, as my uncle says. Truth be told though, I'm just seventeen and lost.
