My Diary

Parent Trap and Alleyways?!

👆👆👆👆👆That's me up there feeling pissed.

Do you guys fucking know what time I slept last night?! Past 3:00 am! Shit! You know why?! Mosquitoes were raiding my room! Actually, our whole house! My dad went to my room in the middle of the night to kill (ahem, exterminate) the bugs. You should've seen my arms and legs! I looked like a recent victim of Little Pox! Because of those pesky little attention-seekers, I got to sleep at around 3:00 am!!! But do you know what time I woke up?! around or past 6:00 am! I only got 3 hours of much awaited sleep! Like, what the hell, dude?! Why can't a girl get her sleep once in a while?! Like, fuck!

When I woke up, I felt like shit. My head was pounding, my hands were sweaty and I couldn't see clearly. All in all, I felt suckish.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep. I hate this. I hated all of this. A few hours later, I got up from the bed. I didn't roll off but instead, got up with my feet. Bad idea. I stumbled and almost fell. I held on to my mini library.

I still felt awful so I decided to take a nice, long, bath. I got out my iPod and speaker. I put it in my bathroom and readied it. Gods, I felt nauseous! Next, I heated my water. Then I got out my towel and clothes. I decided to wear a long sleeved gray hoodie and short denim shorts. Weird combination, I know.

A few minutes later, my water was heated up so I let it flow into the bathtub. After that, I got out some Jasmine Shower Gel to pour into the heated water. Before I got into the bathtub, I turned on some music. I put it on Shuffle Mode. It played "All Of The Stars" by Ed Sheeran. I stripped and put one foot in the tub. I relaxed my body. Gods, it felt amazing. I rarely do this kind of thing so I reminisced every moment of it. An hour later (don't judge me!), I stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around myself. I didn't feel like showering that day.

After I got into my selected outfit, I knocked on my bro's door. He wasn't here yesterday 'cause he went swimming with his friends.

I asked him,"Have you eaten Breakfast yet?"

"Yes," he answered nonchalantly.

He closed the door before I could reply. He can sometimes be a prick but I still love him. See now why I'd like Joey?

Anyways, I ate Breakfast which was hotdogs with gravy. What, I'm trying something new!

After that, I put the dishes at the washer and headed upstairs. I felt much better now. I took my iPod Touch and started scrolling through Wattpad; geez, ever since I figured this site out, I never lasted a day without looking at it.

It was already past 12:00 noon, when's Lunch coming up?

Just then, the bell rang. BTW, whenever the bell rings, it's eating time. Forgot what we had for Lunch :/ Sorry.

An hour later (so now it's 1:34 pm), the phone rang. My brother answered it. I was playing with the laptop when my bro (forgot to tell you, my bro's name is James Vermillion and he's 14 yrs. old. He has jet black hair and amber eyes) knocked on my door loudly.

"Kate! Phone!" he yelled.

I got up and put my iPod Touch down and opened the door. He shoved the phone into my hands. "Who?" I asked.

He shrugged,"Calls for Kate."

I rolled my eyes at him and closed the door. I put the phone up my ear. Oh my gods. It was Michael Lauren. Wow, it's been a long time since we talked.

(normal-me, italics-michael)

What do you want?

Nice to see you too, Sunshine.

So... your Leo and I'm Calypso now?

Seriously? I'm trying to be ni-

Nice? Since when did you figure out the meaning of that word?

Dude, shut up for a sec?

*sighs* Fine.

Wanna go to meh house? We can watch this new movie, Cinderella.

*laughs* C-Cinderella?! A p-princess movie?

What's wrong with that?

N-N-Nothing. I'll be there in half an hour.

Why so long?

I have a few 'things' to kill.

Wha-

I hung up on him.

ㄜㄋㄟㄋㄡ ㄆㄇ。 ㄨㄝ 痴 滋屙嚓 ㄇˇ。 ㄘㄇㄛㄎ醫院郪撕齹絲讓扤熱ㄩ˙ㄨㄋ賜詩句面前ㄜㄌ差錯赼女們霾。

If you understand any of that, your amazing.

Back to my life! After I killed 3 bugs, I changed into a thin tank top. It was soooo hot! Why did I even wear a sweater! I. Am. An. Idiot.

Oh! I don't think I told you Michael's age yet! Well, he's 11 turning 12 (same as me!).

His house was like just beside mine so I walked there and knocked on their gate. You should see their house! It's ginormous! I'll put a pic of my house on the media on my next chapter! Promise!

Their maid/aunt opened the gate and let me inside. I know, an aunt for a maid?! That's bonkers! I got a little mad when I learned that from Michael. ANYWAYS, getting off track again!

I went up to Michael's room. You will NOT believe how big his room is! I've went there multiple times but I just can't help but awe at the marvelous tapestry above his head! And the carpet! Oh, the carpet! The carpet was light green (his favorite color) and his walls were gray! I loved his room! He had a dresser on the side colored teal. All in all, his room was amazing.

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Michael himself was sitting at his bed watching TV. I know, how rich is this guy?! Trust me, I've been wondering that for months.

SORRY, getting off track again! Michael looked at me from the corner of his eye,"About time."

I rolled my eyes,"I got here twenty minutes after. What's the big dea-" cut off.

"Why did it take you so long?! Geez, I thought you got hit by the bus or something!" he yelled.

I raised my eyebrows at him,"That seems a bit peculiar. Did you just plan to kill me?" I joked.

He chuckled a bit then recovered,"Let's just forget about it. What do you wanna watch?"

"Bugs die."

He blinked,"I don't think there's a movie-"

"I mean, I want to literally see bugs die."

The blonde haired boy sighed,"Seriously?"

I plopped on his bed,"You choose. I'm tired."

"Your house is right next to mine," he pointed out.

'If you only knew what I was doing causing me to not go to your house on time.' I thought. Instead, I said,"Stayed up late."

Michael nodded then began searching for a movie. Finally, he found something. Parent Trap. I loved that movie! Starring Lindsay Lohan!

We laughed and laughed and all that shit.

We were done laughing (a miracle.)

But it was time for me to leave. I... had somewhere to go.

I waved goodbye to him and went to some alleyway. I ain't gonna tell you about it.