Being Love Struck Can Suck

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"Run!!" Mel yelled at me for the millionth time.

"Ugh. You already know running is not my forte, and I don't even know why the hell you're making me, of all people on this godforsaken planet, workout!" I yelled back at her.

I mean come on, she has had tons of practice with sweating her stupid perfect butt off working out while I, on the other hand, had never even set foot in a gym willingly before Mel deliberately got me to come today. If this bitch hadn't I could still be sleeping in that super comfy bed of mine.

Why the fuck did Melissa get me to come into this stupid place? If she doesn't give me a good fucking answer I will make sure her surname, Deadman, can be used on her tombstone as an adjective within the hour.

How on this gigantic planet had I managed to get in this situation, well that was where my personal crazy friend was to blame.

"Come on dude, you know why." She whined using the high pitched voice she knows always breaks through my non-stop brain rants. And to tell the truth I really did know why she wants me to lose weight.

That doesn't mean I agree with her.

This bitch from hell is my best friend her name is Melissa, but I call her Mel or M for short, and she is -to my despair- gorgeous.

She has blonde hair that reaches just below her breasts framing her freaking impossibly perfect face. I seriously believe that this chick has never in her life had a pimple on her stupidly flawless skin.

She has a slightly darker shade of eyebrows since she really wasn't born a blonde, and her eyes are a nice shade of brown that actually looks like brown and not stupid black orbs.

Not to mention her family is totally loaded so she get's spoiled to the max. Not only is she is a "goddess" according to my fellow male classmates but if you get on her bad side you will go through a worse place than hell.

And yeah, I know what you're thinking " Why did you call her a bitch from hell if she's not that bad of a person?" Well I have a simple explanation; that's how we get along.

We honestly love each other with all of your hearts. She is like a sister to me and I to her. And she spoils the hell out of me since she's loaded and she takes it upon herself to make sure I have everything I am too embarrassed to ask my parents for.

Sometimes yeah we disagree on some things, and I swear to god that if she were anybody else I would have already ripped her limbs off and fed them to the nearest stray animal, but she's close to family.

Now back to explaining why the devil spawn want's me to lose weight.

*Earlier that day

"Hey boo!"

Oh my god what the fuck is Mel doing here? Why does someone always have to interrupt my slumber?

"Bae!"

God Melissa just go the fuck away and let me sleep. I yelled at her in my head.

"Kay, I know you can sleep through a storm but you can't sleep through me talking to you." She said while finally backing away from me.

Just when I thought she had finally left me alone I heard her run and jump landing on the other side of my bed.

I already knew what would come next if I didn't answer her in the next few seconds. So I decided that she would just have to repay me later for waking me up from my dream.

"Bitch. Why did you awake the dragon for?" I asked referring to me as the 'sleeping dragon' cause I knew that was one of her favorite nicknames for me because I sleep all the time. No joke. Everyone thinks that I am lazy, I just choose to believe that my body likes to be on relax mode a lot.