I woke up to the sound of a door slamming.
I groan while shoving the covers over my head to muffle some of the sounds of yelling and slurs which I cringe at.
The neighbors yelling are in a rocky relationship they usually end theirs yelling matches with lots of makeup sex.
I am just thankful I woke up to a door slamming
Before they start their "makeup sex"
I slide my slippers on and walk to the bathroom careful to avoid any squeaky floorboards so I don't wake any other tenants.
The campus apartment I live in is very old so you hear everything.
I start up the shower while I brush my teeth and put my hair up in a bun.
I walk into the warm mist of the shower and start scrubbing my hair with my floral shampoo and body wash.
I soon finish up my shower and get ready for the day with a light coat of makeup and a sweat set.
I don't need to dress up in anything presentable because I'm going to skating practice.
My coach has strict times she wants me skating so 5:00 am everyday is how it is.
I grab my skating bag and because it's a Saturday I don't grab my school bag.
I lock my dorm room behind me and make my way to the car garage.
I get into my mini cooper and drive to the rink hopeful that I won't hit any traffic.
....
I pull up to the rink 15 minutes earlyi check my phone notifications and realize I got a text from coach stating how she can't make it to practice
I figured I could get some free style ice time in so that boosts my mood.
I get out of my car and lock the door manually since my version of the mini copper is older.
I got another text from my friend Amy she chooses to wake up at 5:00 everyday for no reason whatsoever.
": hey girl there's a frat party tonight you promised me you would come to one party this semester of my choice so this is my choice I know for fact that you don't have any plans tonight so don't try to use that as an excuse"
I roll my eyes at her correct assumption.
I respond back ":fine" by the time I finish shooting off that text I had already walked into the locker room
After I tie up my skates.
I go over to the "dj" booth and plug my phone in so it can start playing music "into it" by chase Atlantic starts playing
I smile at the sound of my favorite song.
I glide onto the ice and do a few laps until I'm ready to practice my double axle and a few other jumps.
I do a double axle and land it .
I practice for another hour before I grow incable of doing any more jumps.
I finish up and make my way to my car and drive home.
When I arrive hime I take a shower Immediately after forcefully make myself drink a protein drink and have a smidge of toast even though my mind was telling me not to.
After getting out of the shower it was already about 12 o clock so I sit down on my old white couch and turn on a movie for backround sound while I read a new romance book from an indie author.
Before I know it I had finished the book and it was about 5 o clock.
My stomach rumbles but ignore it I already ate a lot today that protein drink had so many calories
I go to my closet to choose my outfit for tonight.
Amy had texted me details for tonight while I was skating.
I found a shortwhite dress that leaves enough for somone's imagination to run wild but enough for them not to know anything.
By the time I found the sandals I wanted to pair with it an hour had already passed so it's about 6:14.
I got dressed and touched up my makeup leaving it nice and natural.
I left my hair in it's natural curls adding a little mousse on the ends.
Now it's 8:00 and Amy said she was picking me up at 8:40 I had time to spare so I painted my nails.
I have always find painting my nails so satisfying and reliving.
So ever since I was about 13 I always had my nails painted.
I picked up one of my unfinished books I started reading a few days ago and read a few pages.
I heard a light knock on my door and I jerked up and put a bookmark into the book.
I slipped my sandals on and went over to the front door
"Hey boo!" Amy yells as soon as soon as I crack the door open.
"Hey!" I hug her smiling.
"You ready to go?" Amy asks me and I nod my head quickly and slip outside closing the door behind me hearing the sound of the lock clicking
I nod towards the direction of stairs.
My dorm hall also has an elevator but that thing breaks down more then it transports people.
I get into Amy's blue Honda
" I call dibs on music " I wink at her as she rolls her eyes at me.
YOU ARE READING
Bad choices
Storie d'amoreTattoo artist x Figure skater good girl Melody Myers meets bad boy tattoo artist Kane Connel they soon fall for each other in a rollercoaster of a love story. Hey soooooo this is my first EVER book I love to read so I thought this would just be fun...