Something is interrupting my sleep.
And if it doesn't stop then we might have a problem.Basically what has happened is that I was having an amazing dream where I got to be the opening act for 5 seconds of summer and then I was abruptly awoken by some odd taping on my window, so right now I am debating with myself on if I should risk a killer killing me or become a killer by killing the killer by quickly putting on my green face mask and scaring him or her to death for depriving me of sleep, in the middle of the night. Phew try saying that fast five times
I have decided.
I am going to attempt to kill the killer.
But I can't find my green face mask, or any mask for that matter. Damn. So I am currently crawling around my room in search of my old, very old baseball bat that once held great value to me but is now nothing more than a piece of wood.
Searching, searching, ah ha found it!.
So basically right now I am crawling on the floor, with a baseball bat in my arms, looking like a complete idiot, except for the fact that I have some really cute Peter alexander pajamas on:).I think that I am probably going to be about a googleplex more scared then my supposed assassinator. Okay so right now I am situated next to the window and I am starting to think that this idiotic killer is beginning my awful death,
By throwing stones,
At my window.
What am I? a girl with super bloody long blond hair and who's best friend is a camilien?
I have brown hair *flips hair dramatically*. Haha jokes.Anywaaaaaays, back on topic girl.
What if my prince charmi------------
STOP!!!! BACK ON TOPICWhere's the latch?
You know that latch that unlocks the window? eh you get the picture. hopefully. :)Ah ha found it!
JOY TO THE WORLD I HAVE FOUND THE LATCH, MAYBE GISELE WON'T DIIIIIIE, TONIGHT.
And that's enough singing. Whoopsie
Okay slowly now Gisele, slowly open the window. Annnnnnnd open! YES!!
And there are rocks flying into my room. and I just cleaned it. Maybe i'm gonna become a killer tonight, cause no one messes my room up, especially, when its just been cleaned.
I slowly poke my head out the side of the window and instantly thank my nonexistent mind reading powers for not being able to find a green face mask.
Why you may ask?
Well that SUPER DOOPER hot guy I was explaining earlier, you know with the greenish bluish eyes and the Calvin Klein underwear? yeah, that hot one. *insert dreamy eyes here please*
He's sitting on his window sill, right next to my window sill, with a guitar in one hand a some little stones in the other, looking right at me with that oh so cliche hot bad boy smirk on his face, probably because I was in nothing more then my, as mentioned earlier peter alexander pjs, that simply consisted of some pajama shorts, that are really short, a fitted white tank top, a hot pink bra that is clearly visible and some ugg boots.Oh well, at least he's hot. ;)
*AUTHORS NOTE*
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