Genre: cringe
a joke story (don't take this seriously) i made with my cousinSmiley Byrus x Ashley Tabone
[made up people]a gxg story
[⚠️swearing⚠️]
[after writing & reading this story, i have realised that it's not that short 💀]S T A R T
she's not like other girls
As i rose from my bed & my blue orbs hit the sun, i grabbed my quirky yellow (not pink, cuz i'm not like those other girls who obsess over that ugly colour) glasses from my nightstand & put them on.
When i put them on, i looked at my nightstand where my digital clock read: 10:47.
I know, i sleep so much. I'm not like other girls.
I grabbed onto my bed & made it move to face towards the door & i skirted out of my room on my bed & went downstairs. As i reached downstairs, a strong wiff of sweetness filled my tiny nostrils (my nostrils are so small & not big cuz i'm not like other girls).
You're probably wondering why i only say 'cuz' & not 'because', & that's cuz i'm not like other girls.
"Oh, hey sweetie," my low carb high protein blueberry muffin ma (ma, not mum. I don't call my ma 'mum' cuz i'm not like other girls) greeted me, "want some food, you fat shit?"
"Duh," i rolled my eyes at her for asking such a stupid, obvious question.
She's so stupid. She knows i eat so much cuz i'm not like other girls.
I skirted my bed into the living room, & my ma dropped a bunch of food in my lap like the good ma she is. I bet your ma isn't as good as mine.
As i was almost finished with eating my food, my ma reminded me about the Smiley Byrus concert me & my Minion were going to later today.
I rolled my eyes at her, spitting an annoyed "duh."
Does she think i'm stupid? Obviously i know that.
After i ate my food, i grabbed onto my bed & led it upstairs. As i was halfway up, i realised that cuz i slept so much cuz i'm not like other girls, it was getting a bit late. I rushed upstairs by making the bed go faster & rushed into my bedroom.
I changed into a yellow hoodie with flowers on it, put on some plain black leggings (not Lululemon leggings, cuz they're so overpriced & i'm not like other girls), threw my hair into a messy bun, put on my quirky yellow glasses & grabbed my favourite book about poems that i've read, like, 200 times. I managed to change in 10 minutes, cuz i'm not like other girls who spend so long changing & doing makeup & stuff. I don't need any makeup at all cuz my skin is so naturally clear & good.
I called my Minion, Sunday Mars, & told her to come already cuz she's such a lazy, slow bitch. She told me "ok, fine, chill," & hung up the call.
I rolled my eyes.
What a bitch, she's so rude. Can't she be a little more grateful that i'm going to this concert with her?
I mean, i did want to go in the first place, but she's still ungrateful since i'm gracing her with my amazing presence.
After ending the call, i rushed downstairs.
I grabbed more food (i know i eat so much, shut up. I'm not like other girls), & skirted out the door & waited out front, where Sunday wasn't even there yet.
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