Chanel Parker: She went from looking like a kid to looking like the most eye catching girl in the world. Everyone wanted her. She's sweet and attractive, but if you cross her line and give her a reason to piss her off she won't be that innocent swee...
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There's nothing like sleeping in on that first day of summer vacation. Especially if you've been dumped on the last day of high school. Talk about a twist.
I roll out of bed and slide into one of my overly massive t-shirts, I always wore them as a dress it is like a big comfy blanket. I put up my hair and put a clip letting the rest of my hair fall back into a messy little up do. When I finally make it out of my room the house was completely silent.
I look around to see if anyone was here but I figured mom and dad has just gone to work and I figured Mateo was out at the dealership looking for a new car since he claims he's bored of his, early enough for my graduation ceremony in the afternoon. I swear to god if they miss it it'll be the end of them.
Are you threatening to kill your parents?
Nah. Unless you want me to.
Absolutely not.
After having a couple of coffee cakes and my first cup of my special strawberry banana smoothie for the day, I tuck a pen behind my ear and grab the book I was reading last night. I go back into the living room and drown myself in the couch wrapping a blanket around my body and lean back into the edge of the couch and begin reading.
I lazily turned a page and my eyes continue to race across each text intrigued in the love story. I cannot believe that the guy would try and rape her! WHAT THE FUCK! Men have no respect.
Chewing on the end of my pen, I felt my ass beginning to hurt after laying down for almost half an hour lounging it seemed that this was the end of my reading time because I started becoming hungry.
As I went to shift from the couch to my legs I see movement from the corner of my eye.
Dean was standing on the stairs looking down on me, staring. His hair was resting just so at the top of his head messy yet no fly aways, wearing a white hoodie. His golden chain over the hood resting over his tanned skin.
Are you checking Dean Walton out?
Oh hell no. Ew gross.
The question is how long as he been standing there.
Realizing a bit too late that I was caught staring, I met his gaze and his expression was kind of hard to decipher. Then a grin came along his stupid face and titled his head.
"Like the view Parker?" He grins and walks down the stairs and I eye him without saying a word.
He is so full of himself god.
He walks over to me and sits across on the other couch. "So" he says
"So. I have to go" I muttered, getting up to leave.
"Where to?" he asked
"Graduation ceremony."
Dean frowned, looking confused by my response. "I thought that wasn't until later?"
