The Getaway (jelena)

Chapter Eleven

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The Getaway• Chapter 11

I sighed as I lazily made my way down the stairs. I rounded the small corner, and entered the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks and looked around to see what there was to eat.

Rubbing my temples, I grabbed a banana and headed towards the living room. I bit the banana as I leaned on the couch for support as I grabbed the remote. I flopped on the couch and kicked my feet up on the table. 4am sleeping troubles really does affect you. Mr. Cortez won't be happy about this later. Well; not all of it is entirely my fault. Everyone hates his class. I definitely do not look forward to that class.

I squeezed my eyes shut and groaned as my phone began blaring music. Just my luck. My mom probably hates me now. Oh well. I shook my head as I clicked the green button.

"Unless you're dying; I don't care." I said staring at the now interesting wall.

Not that it wasn't interesting before, but you get the vibe. Hopefully.

"Well good morning to you too," Alex said. Yup. I could definitely sense her mimicking me. I giggled before speaking up.

"Alex," I said throwing my head back. "It's 4 in the morning. Why are you up?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

You know. That's when I just realized that I always do that. Even though the person can't see me. Maybe everyone does it..

"Selena," she replied sternly. "You're up and wide awake." Oh right. I Pursed my lips as I slumped down in my couch feeling defeated.

"Okay so my point was invalid. You're right. Now tell me what you want at 4am before I beat you with a stick." Hmm. Good catch phrase.

I heard her let out a laugh before she spoke up. "They're playing a re-run of Justin's interview last night." Oh right. Since when did I ever care.

Okay, I care. "Your point is?" I trailed off.

"They're talking about you," she said with an evident smirk in her tone. I shook my head as she thought this was important.

"I swear," I said grabbing the remote and flipping the TV to the news channel. "I'm gonna go ape shit on that boy one day." I added.

I looked up. And sure enough, there he was. Bright eyed and bushy.

"I'm coming over with Darian at 7. Be ready." She said. And with that, I threw my phone on the other end of the couch.

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"Are you sure all your feelings went away," Alex asked as we made a pit stop to my locker. "I mean you guys were so cute." She added gushing.

I shook my head as I shoved my bag into the small cube they call a locker. Honestly, I should sue this crazed school one day. I mean they call two chicken nuggets and fruit a civilized lunch. Well, I'd like to give them a piece of my nuggets. Okay not those nuggets.

"Guys," I said grabbing my books and putting them under my arm and grasping them with my other hand. "I have Jared and we're perfectly fine together." I said tilting my head to the side as we made our way through the crowded hallways.

"Ew." Darian said sticking out her tounge in disgust. "Just the thought of you and my brother." She added patting my shoulder. I giggled as I turned away from them to enter my first period; language. Ugh. Mrs. Mars.

"No babies!" Darian shrieked as Alex pulled her down the hall. I held my mouth as I tried to contain laughter. The last thing I needed was all eyes on me.

I slid into my seat in the back of the room. Luckily, just in time. The teacher came in and placed her bags on the desk before straightening out her skirt and proceeding with class.