Andrew
"What?"
"Yes, I am a golden retriever and you're a black cat" Mason says standing in front of me while I am sat on the couch. I just came back home from school, I was still at school when Mason texted me that he had a amazing idea and that he was waiting for me outside the school gate.
"I don't get it" I say still staring at him with bored eyes
"I mean it's literally us" he says pointing at both of us
"I hope this has nothing to do with Halloween cuz I'm not dressing as a cat" I say and Mason makes a face like he just got a victory
"Yes! This is why you're my best friend. You understand everything before I even say it"
"I am not going to the party" I say and Mason's face quickly turns from smiley to angry
"Why?" He asks keeping his arms on his waist
"I don't like that girl" I say lifting my legs up the couch and fully lie down
"Who said anything about the girl?" Mason says but my eyes are up on the ceiling
"Isn't the party at Jenny's house?" I ask still looking up
"I am going there for the party not the girl" Mason says popping his head in my view
"I still don't wanna go" I say pulling myself in a sitting position again
"Why?" Mason says sitting next to me
"She's probably gonna hit on me again like last year and I don't like listening to a word she says" I say turning my head towards Mason
"That's the problem?" Mason says
"Yes" I turn my head back "plus Halloween is for kids, I don't wanna do this dress up shit"
"Why are you talking about this so early anyway" I turn my head towards him again
"Gotta prepare to impress the ladies" Mason says shooting finger guns at me
"And you're gonna do that by dressing as a dog?" I ask
He sighs keeping his head down "You won't understand stuffs like this" he says patting my shoulder and gets up
Turns around. Looks at me "Are you okay?"
"What? Of course I am" I say and he sighs slowing shaking his head with his head down
"Sometimes I feel like you're possessed" he says lifting his head up again and grabs his bag from the couch behind him
"What?"
"Adiós" Mason says walking towards the sliding door and gets out
"HEY! what's your obsession with always going in and out through the sliding door?!" I shout but he's already out of sight.
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It's Saturday. Saturday morning and I am still in my bed. I can't help but be curious, curious about her, don't wanna sound like a creep but I think I want to meet her again. No, I would like to meet her again.
I bury my head in the pillow and groan "I should have ask for her number"
But it's okay I am gonna be meeting her in school anyway "But there's still one day before school" I groan again
I lift my head up and turn over, staring at the ceiling. I rest a arm in my forehead "Elise" I say in a quite sound, thinking, just thinking, our conversations recalling in my mind
YOU ARE READING
We met in September
Romance(at pause) Andrew, a grumpy quite boy who's still grieving for his dad and has fallen into depression Elise, a sweet lively girl who has always felt alone and lived with the whispers in her head but always covered it with her sweet fake smile What w...
