*Amelie's POV*
As soon as I sat down at my desk, I felt the pain. Surging deep within my soul. Going through my fingertips to my toes to the top of my head.
What pain?
The pain of work. Because work sucks so much. Work is something that you should never wish on someone.
But I have to do it.
Because teachers want to torture me. Sad face.
I open up my bag, taking out the homework I was assigned. Just thinking of the work already has me cringing.
There was a packet that was assigned for History, all the worksheets that I had missed.
There was also a couple worksheets for Catcher In The Rye, but it wasn't going to be hard.
I also had some stuff to do for Math. That was going to be the worst thing.
I pull out my personal Catcher book, one I've worn out so much that the cover was wearing out. I want to get a new one soon. I go through the worksheets, noticing that the questions were easy. Well for me.
My phone does a little beep sound before I look down. I need to change the sound, but with as much as my phone goes off, I don't want to embarrass myself with whatever I make the sound to be. So now, it will be little beep sound.
New Text Message From +1-202-555-0175. (PHONE NUMBER IS MADE UP GUYS TRUST ME)
+1-202-555-0175 >> Me : Hey c:
Me >> +1-202-555-0175 : Who is this?
+1-202-555-0175 >> Me : Mikey
Me >> Mikey : How did you get my number?
Mikey >> Me : Luke gave it to me
Me >> Mikey : Ok...
Me >> Mikey : What's up?
Mikey >> Me : Have you started the Catcher In The Rye assignment?
Mikey >> Me : What am I saying, you've already finished it, right?
Me >> Mikey : Yeah lol
Mikey >> Me : Can you help me with something?
Me >> Mikey : What, Mikey?
Mikey >> Me : Is Allie alive or did he die?
Ah, Allie. Holden's little brother who died of leukemia. That was sad when we found out about it.
Me >> Mikey : Dead. Died of leukemia.
Mikey >> Me : That's what I thought. Thanks c:
I take a glance at my clock, seeing the clock hitting 5. Ugh. 3 more hours left. I still have to do the history and math. I don't want to...
Me >> Mikey : it's nothing :3
Mikey >> Me : I suck at English
Me >> Mikey : I'm horrible at Math
Mikey >> Me : I'm much better at music stuff
Me >> Mikey : I'm decent at it
Mikey >> Me : You play any instruments or anything
Me >> Mikey : I used to do guitar before I moved
Mikey >> Me : I do guitar too!
Mikey >> Me : Calum does bass
Me >> Mikey : That sounds fun c:
Mikey >> Me : What type of music do you listen to
Me >> Mikey : Pop/Punk mostly
Mikey >> Me : What bands?
Me >> Mikey : Fall Out Boy, All Time Low, Panic! At The Disco, Nirvana, Black Veil Brides, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, et cetera
Mikey >> Me : Blink-182?
Me >> Mikey : Of course
Me >> Mikey : Why wouldn't I?
Mikey >> Me : Blink's my favorite band c:
Me >> Mikey : Fall Out Boy and All Time Low's my faves
I run a hand through my dyed hair, remembering that Michael has the same hair. Ugh.
Me >> Mikey : You need to dye your hair
Mikey >> Me : Why?
Me >> Mikey : No two people can have that hair
Me >> Mikey : We'll have to fight to the death
Me >> Mikey : I will win
Mikey >> me : So sure?
Me >> Mikey : Yep c:
Mikey >> Me : Maybe tonight we'll duke it out
Me >> Mikey : Hand on hand?
Mikey >> Me : If that's what you want
Me >> Mikey : I want a lot of things
Mikey >> Me : Is Calum or I included on the list?
Me >> Mikey : Maybe c:
Me >> Mikey : I've got to finish my homework before tonight
Me >> Mikey : I'll text ya later :P
Mikey >> Me : Bye, Maron
With that, I put down my phone and looked back down at the assignment. Ugh.
Not now.
*
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Hello!
I'm tired and there's a 4 year old with me
And I need help
Sad face.
Mikey's so cute ;-;
I want my own Mikey
But there's only one Mikey
Can we clone him?
DashingZiggy
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