The Cute Boy & The Normal Girl

Chapter 11: Not Like Any Other Day

Mackenna's POV
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"Wake up Mackenna, you wouldn't wanna make me mad, would you now? Come on. Get up. Come on. Get up......" The voice person, even though I was already awake.

"Get up right now." The person yelled in a creepy, monstrous voice.

I screamed. "Why are you doing this to me."

"Because I can." The voice said.

"No you can't. This is wrong!" I screamed at the person.

The person slapped me. "If you ever scream at me again, I'll end your stupid, pitiful little life. Wait, I believe you just did." He raised up his hand which held a machete.

I screamed. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

"There's no turning back now." He swung his hand down which caused the machete to get closer to my chest.

I woke up. It was just a bad dream. I sighed knowing that it was all just a nightmare. I looked over at my night stand at my alarm clock which read: 3:58am.

Great, I'm up in the middle of the night. I'll never be able to go back to sleep now.

I groaned and layed back down. I tried my best to go back to sleep, but I couldn't.

I was afraid that I'd have that terrible nightmare again, so I thought back to Saturday when me, Carlee and the boys had a picnic. I thought back to the time when we were playing ballon war. I thought back to the time when we all took that perfect picture. We were happy.

I smiled at the thought. My eyes slowly sinked in; closing them.

Finally back to sleep. Or so I thought....

There was a tap at my window. I opened my eyes with a grimace on my face.

I looked over at my alarm clock.

4:01am

Who would wanna to talk to me at 4 o'clock in the morning?!

I looked over at my window. I couldn't fully see who the person was, so I got out of my bed and went over to my window.

It was no other than......Kenneth Walters. What does he want?

I opened my window. Speaking my mind, I said, "What do you want?"

"I can't sleep." He responded.

"Well I can." I snapped.

"Besides, it's 4 o'clock in the morning. How can you not sleep?!" I whisper-yelled.

"Chill your dumplings child. I came over here to keep you company." With that, he climed through my window. I stepped to the side to let him in.

I sighed. "Do you think I want company right now?"

"Everybody likes company. Everybody except grumpy trolls." He pouted.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not a grumpy troll."

"Ok, so let me stay." He went over to my bed and made himself comfortable.

Doesn't he know this isn't his house? Yes, they are very similar, but this isn't his house.