I'M NOT CRAZY! You must be delusional [ON HOLD]

I'm not crazy Part 6

Sofie's POV

It's Friday and I am sitting in science doing my work (I know, shocker right?) when I felt a presence near me. Ooh that sounded mystical-like.

I looked up to see Zac grinning down at me. I remember Jennie telling me that he was the biggest player in our school.

"Hey Sofie," He smirked flirtatiously, the smirk that has probably gotten tons of girls to jump into bed with him. Not at the same time though, of course.

"What do you want?" I snapped. I don't need players in my life.

"Ooh feisty, I like. Anyways, I was just wondering if you were free tomorrow."

"No. And even if I was, I wouldn't go anywhere with you."

"Alright then, another time. 'Kay?" He walked away before I could respond. I think I've just been bamboozled... God, it seems like none of the guys here know what no means.

I mean, it's such a simple concept. N-O. It's a negative used to express dissent, denial, or refusal. Yeah, I know, that sounded really smart. Well that's because I looked it up. That's just how smart I am.

I got back to my work (kinda) and thought about the upcoming Justin Bieber concert, which was tomorrow actually.

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I woke up the next day and grinned. Today's Saturday, which means concert! I should probably get ready for it. I looked at the time. It is 11:30 am (yeah, I like my sleep) and the concert starts at 7 pm, but it's a 30 minute drive so we'll leave at 6:30. That gives me 7 hours to get all of my stuff ready. I better call Dante.

"Hey, Birdy! You ready for the concert tonight?"

"Yup yup, Tay-Tay. I just need you to come over. We need to go shopping for materials."

"You haven't gotten them yet?"

"I have most of the stuff. There's just a few more things I need to get."

"Okay I'll be there in 20. And don't call me Tay-Tay!"

"Kay Kay, Tay-Tay!" I teased. I quickly hung up and went to get ready.

After showering and brushing my teeth, I quickly slipped on some black ripped shorts and a neon blue hoodie. I put on my gray vans and went downstairs to see that my parents had already left for work.

I was humming cheerfully to myself while making pancakes when I heard someone speak from behind me.

"Ooh, pancakes! I want seven." I screamed and the pancake dropped out of the pan and onto the floor.

I turned around furiously to see Dante laughing. "LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO! YOU MADE ME DROP THE PANCAKE! Oh no, how am I supposed to live with the guilt?! What if that pancake had a wife and children waiting for him at home? I HAVE MURDERED A PANCAKE! I'M A CRIMINAL NOW AND I'LL BE SENT TO JAIL AND SHARE A PRISON CELL WITH A CEREAL KILLER NAMED DEBBIE! WHAT IF SHE KILLS MY POPTARTS?! Oh wait Poptarts aren't cereal. OH MY GOD MY COCOA PUFFS! SHE'S GONNA KILL THEM WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!"

"Sofie! You're not going to jail and your Cocoa Puffs are not going to be murdered!" He told me while shaking my shoulders.

I glared at him. "This is all your fault! You made me kill that pancake!"

He sighed exasperatedly. "Just make your pancakes and then we'll go shopping."

I giggled and continued making my pancakes. They're so cute! I'm making them in the shape of elephants. Hm, that gives me an idea...