~ALEXANDRA~
The whole hallway went silent. "It's her." They whispered. I faked a smile and continued to walk to the end of the hallway of which my locker stood. "You have got to do something about those holes in your pants, Miss Smith." To my right Mr. Hood, my english teacher slipped a hall pass to guidance in my hand. I sighed and continued walking. "Are you going?" Trevor asked me. "I kinda have to Trev." He sighed and opened our locker. "Your coming tonight right?" He smiled. "To where?" I laughed. It was a Friday and to be honest all i had for plans is Netflix. "The boys and I are having a BBQ!" He beamed. I groaned. "Do I have to? You know how I'm not fond of those little-" "Okay!" He cut me off. "And yes. You do have to come." He smiled. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Fineee!" I threw my head back and slammed the locker door. He smiled as we locked arms.
"Hey duuuudee..." I trailed off as i opened the door to guidance. "What happened this time?" My mom asked. "Im going to Trev's BBQ tonight." I sat down in the chair that was perched in front of my oh so loving mother's desk. I propped my feet up on the mahogany desk filled with stacks of paper and family photos, none of which contained one of me... "But your Aunt Louann and Uncle Jerry are coming over for dinner." She poked my foot with her pencil. I rolled my eyes and placed my feet on the ground. "Im going. I promised Trevor because he wants me to meet the rest of the boys." I declared. "Come home by seven." She warned. "Im sleeping over!" I scrambled to my feet and dashed outside. My mom yelled after me, swearing she would take my phone. I ran into Bernie, the janitor. "Stall her." I slapped ten bucks on his chest and made it away with two mins to spare.
"Trevor... Trev... T-" The classroom door opened and Mrs. Jankins glared at me. "Im afraid i will have to take Trevor Moran with me to my mothers office." She shook her head no and began to close the door. "His mom is in labor!" I snatched Trevor's wrist and fled out of the room. My mom was marching my way as we passed Bernie. "Thanks Berry!" I shouted. He waved and continued to clean the floors. "See you tomorrow mom!" I pushed the door open and we fled to Connor's car. Connor laughed as we yelled for him to pull away quickly.
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Stressed Out (Kian Lawley)
أدب الهواةWhen 19 year old Alexandra Smith finds out she only has six short months to get to know her new fiance, Kian she doesn't take it well. Neither does Kian. The pair both have quite a history with panic attacks and and anxiety and on top of that they c...