When I got home, my jacket zipped to my neck, covering my shirt. My mom didn't approve of my fashion statement to say the least.
I was bored as fuck and read a book.
Than my mom walked into my room, not looking harming in anyway. This is good.
"Hey ma." I said casually to her.
"Hey, me and your dad are going out to the grocerey store. So, you and Jezebel need to watch the little kids." she said in an even voice.
"Yeah, sure." I said and made my way downstairs to the family room.
They left, and the kids were more or less acting like chipmunks on steroids. So, I solved this by taking them into the family room and watched Percy Jackson and the Lightning Theif.
What can I say, Logan Lerman is one hot mother fucker.
I was bored, so I sneakily went into the office where the computer was, getting on my sister's Facebook.
I thought it was interesting to talk to Deirdre.
But, Jezebel didn't know, so I left her in the family room with the small ones. I logged on (yeah bitch I'm a hacker) and saw he was online.
But, it wasn't me who started the conversation.
Deirdre: Hey
Me: Heyyy
Deirdre: So, uh can i have ur sister's #?
Me: Whyy?
Deirdre: Becuzz
Me: Why?
Deirdre: BECUZ!
Me: hahahaha yeah sure. brb
I sped into the family room, this was the first time I have ever felt so, good. I felt wanted or at least someone was interested.
"Hey Jezebel, uh what's my phone number?" I asked Jezebel who was sitting on the couch.
"Why?" she questioned
FUCK!
"Uh, someone wants it." I said vaguely/
"Who?" she asked.
Mine as well be honest with Deputy Nosy Ass.
"Deirdre."
The biggest grin I had ever seen appeared on her face and she read me the number while I wrote it down. She didn't say anything else. Just smiled.
I ran back in and typed in the number.
Deirdre: Thanks :)
Me: Welcomes, gtg.
Deirdre: Byes.
That was when I realized I liked Deirdre Garter. He ended up texting me but I never got it. Because my mom blocked texting and photo texts and the internet on our phones. To this day, I don't know what he said.
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When You Fall
JugendliteraturThis story is all based on my true love story. The character names represent how the people end up being. The meanings are key. Salvadora gets too deep. She can't escape this feeling of disappointment, love, and need. She had gotten the attention of...
