I spend the rest of the night with Alex downstairs watching my favorite show,Once Upon A Time, on Netflix and eating chinese take out. The perfect way to end my birthday.
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I wake up to the too familiar "ding" of my phone, in the comfort of my own bed. Alex must have carried me back up before he left last night. I rub my eyes and reach over to my bed stand and grab my glasses and my phone. The message is from Carla, hey... i know u were with Alex last night, and I know you've heard about my so called plan. It's nice that you have friends who have your back...
What the hell? Freaked out, the first thing I do is text Alex, hoping that he can explain. He texts back within a few seconds, not knowing a thing. Pushing the thoughts of whatever Carla's "plan" is aside, I plug in my speaker to my phone and take a long hot shower and get ready for the day.Downstairs, my parents are rushing around the house, looking like chickens running around with their heads cut off.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"We're leaving for Chicago today, remember?" My mom answers. I think she's on her 5th cup of coffee.
"Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry."
That means the house to myself until Monday morning. 4 whole days to get this figured out.
I get the whole lecture about no parties, only a max of two people over at a time, blah blah blah. I says goodbye and soon they're off to the airport. I blast my music through my phone as I make myself a smoothie and get ready to go to the park where I told Alex I would meet him today, and made sure he would actually be there this time.
I get there and somethings not right. I see him standing there with another girl. Not too alarmed by the fact that it's a girl, since he's so popular but the fact that it's Emily, his ex. I've heard it all from Carla when they went together in 7th grade. She was crazy. Her walls were filled with pictures of his face, and when they broke up, her room turned into one giant dartboard. Why is she here? I thought. Still in a state of mass confusion, I see a blonde blur run up to me, and the next thing I know, I'm unconscious on the hard green earth below.

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Is This the Right Way?
Roman pour AdolescentsEveryone says that life is hard, but do they ever tell you how to face it? Does anyone ever tell you how to solve the tangled web of lies that intertwine with the teenage years? Well, I find out the answers to these questions the hard way.