What the...BABY? (Coming Soon)

What the...baby?

Hello funny peeps XD

Well I thought to write something different. Something unique. So I portrayed my thoughts in this humorous story which I hope you like.

With lots of love and paper hearts,

Fabbi 

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Good morning sunshine...Good morning sunshine...Good morning sunshine...Good morning sunshine...

"Uh what the hell?" I groaned. I reached out for my Iphone, under the pillow. It was 7:25 am. Damn, I just slept. Yeah, I slept exactly half an hour ago. What? Man, I was at a friend's party.

The thick cotton cloth woven as curtains prevented the scorching sun from entering my room. By the way, I never put that alarm. It must be...urgh...Josh. My best mate but still I so wanna kill him for doing so.

So I got up, my feet bored in the black velvet carpet. I cracked my knuckles and ran fingers through my brown hair. I put a grey t-shirt and lit a cigarette, making my through loads of empty cans and packets of cigarettes and to-be-washed clothes towards the door.

"Sophie?" I called out while going down stairs. I called again, "Sophie?"

Sophie was my friend. A good, helpful, awesome, coolest friend. She belongs to an average family and basically lives in California. Then she got admission in Monroe High School, which is practically the one I'm studying in. So as long as she doesn't find an appropriate place, she stays in my house. Clear?

Haa long story, no? Anyways she responded to my call after a minute or so.

"Uh my headache!" She groaned in pain.

"What happened?" I asked smoking a puff. 

She cradled her head in her hands and cried out, "I was waiting for you all night. I had to wake up till 5!"

I chuckled. Girls. Caring girls. Typical. All same. Being my best pal doesn't mean to take headaches for me. I'm cool without it.

"What's with laughing?" She asked, taking a pain killer.

"You didn't have to stay up for me. I'm laughing at your stupidity. Duh. Anyways, I'm taking" I laid down on the sofa, "off today. Infact, you should, too."

"I have to study HARD to get out of this dumping site." She got up from the couch to her room. She came back after a split second with bag on her shoulder, "Good bye. Breakfast's ready and mmm if you need anything, don't annoy me, please." She gave me a begging smile and closed the door behind her.

 I took a few more puffs and then did the whole morning routine; Sophie had left pancakes for me and immediately after eating them, I went back to sleep. 

Don't judge. I just woke up.

Just as my eyes drifted onto sleeping world, my cell phone buzzed. If it was Sophie or Josh, I'd kill them. My eyes were too heavy to read the caller ID. I answered, "Hello?"

"Hey it's me Tania. I was wondering-"

I hung up. Bitch! She woke me up. Tania was one of many girls who kept drooling on me. I once got laid with her. From that on she thinks  I like her. This time, I turned my cell on silent mode and tried to sleep...again.

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"Ding dong" Bell rung. Whoever that is, believe me God, I'll kill him/her. I checked the time. It was 1:55 pm. 

Oh I've slept for 6 hours. 

I needed more sleep. BUT WHO THE HELL WAS AT THE DOOR?

Dizzy, I made my way towards the door. I was shirtless so I hoped it wasn't a lady. Because I didn't want any other drooling session. 

I opened up. Huh what the hell?

There was no one there. Then a little ahead I saw a black sedan that when noticing me ran off the street. I placed my hand on my forehead in a horizontol position as to shelter my eyes from the piercing sun and looked around.

I couldn't find a piece of life who pressed the bell. It would've been the one in that black sedan as it seemed so now. 

I was about to shut the door when I heard some soft voices and felt a little movement. I had already looked around so it had to be something...down. So I lowered my gaze and saw...

A BABY!

Yes, a baby!  Have you ever seen that episode of Tom and Jerry where "Nibbles" named mousey-baby was put on Jerry's doorstep in a basket with a note "Feed me" ? Well this was kind of a similar situation. 

The baby was making small movements. His eyes smiling. Charming. He kind of looked like my baby.

Heh, what a bizzare assumption!