Delilah's POV
It's summer, it's too hot to do anything. New York City never gets this hot. 105 degrees ok kill me. My name is Delilah. Don't you dare sing Hey There Delilah because it gets aggravating after 17 years. Anyway, most teenagers my age are hanging out with their friends or at the beach doing god knows what. Not me. I'm that lazy girl who lays down on the couch and hogs the TV. That's what I'm doing right now.
I scroll down through my channels finding nothing good on TV whatsoever. Just wasted a bowl of popcorn for nothing. My phone rings. I got a text from my friend Lacey.
L: Hey gurllll
M: Heyy lol
L: Whatcha up to ?
M: Nm hbu
L: Same. Ugh. You wanna come over ?
M: Sure
L: Netflix night ?
M: I'll buy tissues and snacks. See you in 20 mins.
L: Kayyy
I go up to my room and look at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a plain white tank top with some shorts. I put my hair up in a messy bun and put on my black converse. I bring a small little bag and grab my keys, money and phone. As I make my way down, I say goodbye to my mom and dog and leave the house.
Lacey lives only 4 blocks away. I go to the deli across the street from me. I walk in and greet George, the cashier who I have known my whole life considering I come almost everyday. I make my way towards all the junk food. I grab 2 of each chips I find, which is not much. I also get 2 popsicle sticks and make my way over to the counter. I drop everything surprised at how much I can carry. As George is adding up everything, the door opens to reveal someone I haven't seen in the neighborhood.
Where I live, it's a pretty small town and everyone knows everyone. This guy does not look familiar. We make eye contact. He sorta stared at me and I stared back. Don't get me wrong, he's hot. George says something which I did not quite hear. The new kid disappears into the candy section. I turn my attention back to George. "How much is it?" George puts everything in 2 plastic bags and sets it on the counter. "$16.99" I pay him and turn around to see if the boy is still there. I can only see his back and make my way out the door to Lacey's house.
In 5 minutes, I think, I'm already there.
M: Open the door
L: Not with that attitude
M: Open or I'll bang it down
L: Coming
The door swings open the next minute and she runs over to hug me and helps me with the other bag. "Did you get tissues? I just found a great movie and I heard it's really sad." She says. "Fuck" how can I forget? "Dumbass." We go inside and go upstairs.
She has her laptop all set to the movie and she turns out the lights while we lay on her bed. Movie nights are great.
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Heyy it's me. Sorry for the short chapter. I kinda like how I'm planning this book to go. Also, the cover was made by my friend DEM0NICLUKE go follow and read her books too !
