His soft hum, and chuckle he lets out against my ear lobe has me shivering. "You can keep telling yourself that once we leave this school, graduate, you'll go back to forgetting me, and how you felt while you were with me Alex." Morgan whispers in m...
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Song :Freak | Doja Cat 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 • 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒𝐁𝐘
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I'm so tired.
Rolling out of the warmth of my bed I shuffle myself through the door to my bathroom. My arms were tightly interwoven together to keep them shielded from the cold around the bathroom.
Turning the faucet to medium I begin to remove the clothes I wore to bed. It was only seven thirty and I honestly fear I will just collapse in the shower and sleep because of how tired I am.
Stepping into the hot steamy shower I close the glass sliding door and let the water run down my body, making my skin a light pink hue from the hotness.
I squeezed my favourite mint body wash into my hand and began to wash myself.
My mind was convincing me that today was not going to be a good day, and I've learned to ignore that feeling.
I can't predict what will happen before the events take place, so neither can my funky mind.
The man from detention was a surprise, a shock even.
So I take it as a win that I know that he may be there again, and I won't be startled nor shocked when he decides to torture me again.
Okay- that's a tad dramatic.
Turning the shower off I reach my hand outside the shower for the towel and grasped it when my hand touched it.
Before I wrapped in around me I took my wet hair into my hand I squeezed out as much water as possible.
I rub my eye with my fists, letting out a soft hmph. I feel like looking good, but I don't want to have to all the work for it.
I huff once again, flicking on my hairdryer and start to dry the wet strands of my dark hair.
I look at myself in the mirror, forcing myself to see the few things I do like about myself. My mother was a tall slim woman, freckles along her cheeks and nose.
I got her somewhat taller height, standing at about 5'8, and have a few freckles on the bridge of my nose.
I have a little beauty mark next to my right eye, along with a small one under my bottom lip. The hazel of my eyes gleams under the light, making me look closer into the mirror.
I finally stop drying my hair, deciding to keep in down and loose on my shoulders. I added a little bit of a pinkish lip tint on my plump lips, and a light coat of mascara on my eyelashes.
After brushing my teeth and hair, I left to bathroom to find something to wear. I want something comfortable, but cute.
I nibble on my bottom lip while looking through my dresser.
