LAUREN
Monday morning, it's hard this morning. I don't have the habit to go partying! I know inside me that Blake fucked Tracy yesterday, and it disgusts me. Anyway! I get up, and I see that Charlie's not here. She didn't come back? I hope that she's Ok! I go to the shower, and I wash my hair. I look outside, and it's a beautiful day, so I'll put a dress, a long sleeve one, and she's not too short. I dry my hair, and I make a low bun in them. I put some makeup, and I'm almost ready. It's 7:45, and I put two toasts in the toaster. Some nutella on it, and it's perfect. I take my cellphone, but nobody texted me. I eat, and I brush my teeth. It's 8:30, and I'm ready. I take my coat, and I go outside to call a taxi. It's not that bad, I'm in literature this morning. I'm at school at 8:55, so I walk to my literature class. I sit myself in the back of the class, like always. I get my pencil case, and my notebook out of my bag, when I hear a voice, asking me:
-Is it ok, if I sit next to you?
I look up, and I see that it's Blake.
I put a smile on my face, and I ask him why he's in my class.
-Oh, I asked a change of classes, I didn't like the one I had.
-Ok. So, how was your night?
-Fine.
He gives me a short smile, but the teacher starts to talk. He takes a sheet of paper, he writes on it, and he put it in front of me.
And you?
Was writing on it.
Fine, I was tired so... :)
He doesn't write anymore, and I don't want to ask him what he did, I already know it.
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The unexpected
RomantizmLauren Hunt is studying at NYU to become a good writter. She has good grade, she has the internship of her dreams, and she's friend with her roomate, even best friend. Everything seems to be perfect, nothing could ruin what she wants for her future...
