Two Blue Converse

Little Blue Hoodie

"Mom!"

"What sweetie?", my mother called up the stairs.

"Have you seen my light blue hoodie?", its my favorite hoodie. I don't care if I'm yelling through the house at six in the morning, this is no laughing matter.

"No, I think you left it at Ryan's house you didn't come home with it on Friday. I'm sorry sweetie just wear a different one."

Obviously this woman doesn't understand how much my hoodie means to me,"But mom, I want my blue one!" I whined. Stomping down the stairs.

"Alex James Aiendale! Stop that whining. I don't know where you left your hoodie. Now get up to the counter and eat your breakfast." My mother is a very sweet loving person but she hates it when people whine. It drives her nuts.

"Fine." I sit down and start eating.

My phone dings, I look down to see my best friend Zavie texted me.

'Hey r u still gonna give me a ride to school?'

Oh my god. This girl never listens to me. We've had this conversation almost a thousand times.

'Z we've been over this. I've driven you to school every tuesday and thursday for like the past three months. Ill b over in ten'

'kk'

God that girls gonna be the death of me. She always thinks shes gonna trouble me or ill change my mind and stop driving her. I love her but goodness girl.

After I finish eatting I run up to my room to look for my hoodie (witch was a lost cause) and brush my teeth.

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At School

I put my back pack in my locker and pull out my math binder.

I feel a hand on my back. James slides his hand down my arm digging his nails in then wipping me around, throwing me in to the lockerdoor.

A/N

Hey guys im no longer writing my other story I lost my whole writing note book with the entire story written in it but ive decided to write this one.

Im not really sure how this stories gonna go but I do know that Its gonna be great.

Talk to you later my beautiful fruitloops