Julia's Point of View:Once I had finished writing the email and sent it to Sky, I took a deep breath. I literally had to find my old English class notes to try and make the email as good as possible. Guess my English teacher was right, I would use periodic sentences in real life. But I bet my teacher never thought I would use the skills she taught me in this way. To be honest, neither did I.
After I shut down my computer, I set my phone to get notifications when I got an email so I would know when Adam replies. Once I finished setting it all up, I went into my living room and turned on the T.V. Getting onto Netflix, I decided to watch an episode or two of Fairy Tail. I had heard about it on anime blogs and thought it would be worth a shot. Just as I was about to start the first episode, my phone went off. I sprang off the couch, which I had sat down on while I was getting Netfilx set up, and started to search for my phone.
How in the flipping world did I lose my phone so fast? This has to be some sort of world record. I almost flipped the entire couch looking for my phone, when I saw it hiding between the cushions.
As quickly as I could, I pressed the power button, an the screen lit up with a text.
Oh please for the love of all things delicious don't be from who I think it is. I took a deep breath, then checked the name of the person who texted me.
I just about threw my phone across the room.
Why the fuck does she think she has the right to text me after what fucking happened? Does she think that because I had time to cool off and because she said sorry means that we are back to being buddies? Well band-Aids don't fix fucking bullet holes, pal!
I started to shake. This bitch had believed my bullies over me, and her fucking boyfriend! That man had been loyal to her for almost two years and she thought that he was fucking me when he was late coming home from work. The man had his own fucking reasons to be late home, not because he was getting cozy under the covers with me.
I looked over at my phone, and took a deep breath. I wouldn't let her get under my skin ever again. I enter my passcode, and went to text messages. I deleted her text without looking at it, then simply went into the kitchen to grab my ice cream. I was going to watch Fairy Tail tonight, and I wasn't even going to let a flipping tornado stop me.
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A pint of ice cream and thirty episodes later, I decide it is time to go to bed. If I watched any more episodes of Fairy Tail, I can guarantee that I won't be getting any sleep.
Once I turned off the TV and threw away the ice cream carton, I looked at my phone to check the time.
I nearly dropped my phone.
There was a notification that someone called 'Sky Does Minecraft' had replied to my email.
As quickly as I could, which wasn't quick since I just ate a lot of ice cream, I went into my room and fired up my computer. Once it was on, I started to read Adam's email. It was basically a bunch of stuff that I'm sure he put on there for safety reasons, but the important part was that he asked when I could start. He included the address of the offices in the email so I could see how long it would take me to get there. I grabbed my phone and typed in the address, expecting for it to say the offices where an half an hour or so away. But, that turned out not to be the case.
It takes five minutes to drive there. Five. Flipping. Minutes. I almost flipped a table. I could not believe that it was this close the whole time. I double checked the address, and sure enough, it was correct.
Well, at least now I can get started really soon. I replied back to Sky, and started to think of what to bring. This was going to be a long night.
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IM SO SORRY
I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO BE SO LATE
PLEASE FORGIVE ME SENPAIS
YOU ARE READING
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