Triple Surprises

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** Ok, this chapter is dedicated to TheRiverRunsDeep, she is an excellent author and was kind enough to dedicate a chapter of her book to me from Love Me Hate Me, Either Way You're Thinking Of Me.

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Triple Surprises...............

BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP!!

Ugh, joy, it's Monday morning and my alarm clock is blaring at seven a.m.

For those of you who don't know, I am NOT a morning person. The only thing that will get me out of bed in a somewhat decent and timely manner is my iPhone dock. After I hit snooze on the alarm clock / radio / music player , it plays a random song from my library. This morning it was Chalk Outline by Three Days Grace. I absolutely love their music! It can be depressing if you really think about it, but there is truth in the lyrics and the music they play is incredible. Most people wouldn't think I even heard of them, but like I love to point out, I am very cultured in music and I love just about all types of it.

I rolled over so that I was laying on my back and looking up at my ceiling. I gave myself a nice stretch and then I started singing the lyrics and nodding my head along to the beat of the song, getting more and more into it.

"You left me here

Like a chalk outline

On the sidewalk

Waiting for the rain to wash away

Wash away

You keep coming back

To the scene of the crime

But the dead can't speak

And there's nothing left to say anyway

All you left behind

Is a chalk outline"

The guitar is my favorite instrument in this song so I started playing air guitar and before I knew it, I was standing on my bed jumping up and down and playing my imaginary instrument. I had the head banging going on and everything, then when my favorite guitar part came up, I all but broke my neck because I was so into the music.

The song went off shortly after that part, but Addicted by Saving Abel came on and I was got even more excited, swinging my arms and head so hard that I ended up getting tangled in my bed sheets and next thing I know my body is drifting into doing an awesome face plant on my floor, good thing I have carpet. Not! It still hurt like a bish!

After laying on the ground for a minute to collect myself, I got up and started my morning routine. First I made my bed, I know a lot of teenagers don't even bother with making their bed, but I think I may have a bit of OCD because I cannot leave for school without having my room in a certain order.

After I made the bed I went to do my bathroom duties which included taking a shower, brushing my teeth, and doing my hair. When I got out of the shower after brushing my teeth, I saw I only had about ten minutes before I had to leave for school, so I hurried into my walk-in closet and grabbed the first things I saw which were a pair of form hugging black jeans, a silver lacy tank top, a red off-the-shoulder shirt with a huge pair of silver lips on the front, black three-inch heeled boots (no reason to break my neck wearing outrageously tall shoes), and a black leather jacket that was made to stop at the waist. Hmm, kind of a badass look today, oh well!

Once I got changed, which was very quickly if I do say so myself, I went back into my bathroom and brushed my hair, then I made sure my bangs were looking ok. After that, I took the widest flatiron I have and plugged it up. While I waited on that to heat up, I ran back into my room grabbed my iPhone off of the dock and snatched up my book bag that was laying on the window seat. I ran back into the bathroom and checked the flatiron. It was ready so I ironed out the natural curls that form in my hair in order to get it super straight for today. When I finished that I ran downstairs, shouted "bye" to my parents who were getting ready for work and ran out of the house to my baby.

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