The Break Up

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It is Valentine day, the date for love. The best day for all couples to celebrate their romance, whether their type of valentine stereotype

I woke up early in the morning at 6:30. I went through my morning routine. I went to the bathroom and brush my teeth clean. I brush my hair and made a flesh hairstyle with water and gel.  I look at myself in the mirror and I look good, no. Exactly the best. I look great as the best.

I walk back to my bedroom and change my clothes. I changed my sleep gear into nice looking outfit. I usually wear a white T-shirt and wear a white red and black PJ pants for bedtime.

I went downstairs to the kitchen and make myself some waffles for breakfast. I served myself a whole waffle circle with maple syrup. Maple syrup taste good. I usually taste the honey first in childhood untill I try out the sweet delicious maple syrup in my waffles.

About what happened yesterday, when Vincent invited me for dinner, it was nice but it turns out awkward and not sure what is going on. I can feel many questions in my head and unable to understand. I can feel Vincent is hiding something from me and only his parents knows. I am sure they are up to something to no good.

First of all, Vincent's parents might doesn't like me and they may seems to think I might be a bad influencer for Vincent. I did my best to show them my good character. I mean showing what kind of person who I am. I first help Vincent by encouraging him to be social with good people as me and my friends. And help Mrs Martin setting the table before meal then after. I wash their used dishes. It is a good feeling and I am sure Mr Martin and Mrs Martin accepted and appreciate for me to be a good friend for Vincent.

After I left out of their house, there's a mean looking stranger with a bad tone. Ronald, only Vincent and his parents knows him but when I first met him he was very rude as how we talk to me. It feels like I have been encounter with some bully.  But I didn't even get to talk him back or do something about it because I don't know what was that about and I just went home. There's is a lot to concern about but I just don't know yet. I'm only eighteen years old and I only do for myself is highschool and my friends.

I finished eating my waffles and wash my plate in the kitchen sink. Washing my used place with a sponge, rubbing it around with soap and water. Then use the sink and clean the plate. And put it on the drainer for the plate.

It's 7: 25 a.m., I rush to over my things ready for school. I grabbed my backpack out of my bedroom. I left out of the house with my car keys.
I hopped in my Camaro and drive away from my house. I drove to Safeway and buy some flowers and chocolate for Madison. I also buy valentine chocolate for Vincent. I mean that way for Vincent to give chocolate to Michelle. I'm still trying to figure what is going on with Vincent.

Meanwhile at Vincent's house. He gets himself ready for school. He brush his teeth and brush his hair. He cooked and eats cheese tacos for breakfast. Then he went out of the house with his backpack. He walks to the street.

Trevor didn't arrive at his house yet, to pick Vincent up and take him to highschool.

" He's not here yet," said Vincent, waiting on Trevor.

In the meantime, Vincent needed to think about what will he decide to choose. Whether lose his parents or lose his friends. Don't wish to lose neither of them because he does care. But for the sake for his parents, he decide to be away from Michelle, Madison, crystal, Nick, Joshua, Morgan, Jaime and me. It will take sad for him to break up with us and would not able to be with us anymore. Vincent hope my friends and I won't end up in danger.

It is 8:00 in the morning, I arrive at Vincent's house. Vincent saw me coming, he is confused and wondering why am I here. He thought last night at dinner and hanging out with his friends at six flags discovery kingdom yesterday was the last time that Vincent will hang out again. Then now he made up his mind to not see to us again.

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