I felt my whole body slid from a soft surface and slapped into something hard yet fluffy.
"Are we home already?" I mumbled through a yawn.
Earlier, I had felt my energy drained faster than the car's fuel. Then we reached the house with my grandparents carrying an extra bag which surprisingly turned out to be me. I perked my eyes open, meeting the warm pink carpet I had since I was fifteen years old. And as I scanned the area with a royal maroon coating the walls, and ceiling looking like fresh snow made me sluggishly let out a smile. The curtains fanned with the night wind as it seeped its way inside my room through the open window.
Imissedthis place. I thought, squeezing the fluffy carpet with my bare hands, feeling its warmth and...
dust.
I flinched away, quickly standing up and groaning at the thought. "Need a vacuum."
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"I wanna rock you up! Wanna eat your lipsss, I, I wanna make you feel wanted!!" My best friend Hailey, sang on top of her lungs.
"Hailey!" I grimaced, grabbing a hair comb on my vanity drawer.
A girl who prefers wearing an unnaturally curly hair, lovely eyes like almond, ear-piercing voice, and a crazy attitude? Yhup, that was Hailey Cambridge. She's been my best friend since the day I lived here with my grandparents.
"What? You know how much I love this song of Hunter Hayes." She shrugged as the song played on and on by itself.
"Your tongue needs to be bathe with holy water." I muttered while I ambled back on bed.
Hailey opened her mouth about to assert something but I stopped her, "You knew the right lyrics Hailey, and remember we're only PG-13."
"Correction! We're seventeen, Nikki. At thirteen, our science teacher even taught us what would happen if an egg cell and spe.."
"--Spectacular!! And please do shut up before I stuff this hair brush in your mouth."
"Right, sorry." Was all she said in a sorry not sorry manner.
