C h a p t e r 0 7
I slowly landed on my bedroom floor before reaching for my bed. So freaking tired.
Before I went home, I headed straight to the grocery and bought some food my grandma asked me to. Then I went to Mr. Simons, a mechanic, to check my car since it was a bit old it has to be in a complete maintenance.
I just lied down on the floor with my eyes closed hearing my breaths go in and out, until I suddenly heard a low vibratory mumble. A fluffy thing hits me on the side of face as it rubbed its head unto my ear, tickling me. I fondled Sally, while she purred continuously.
Meanwhile, a message tone resonated in my room that was actually coming from my phone. Taking it from my pocket, I glimpsed at the contact name of Mrs. Andrews, requested by the future wife of Mr. Nathan Andrews, Hailey. Ek.
Mrs. Andrews: Tell me, I'm still Mrs. Andrews, and you did not change my contact name.
I'm still Mrs. Andrews.. <
I replied to her. Golly, she's so obssessed with Nathan..
Mrs. Andrews: Not you, me!
Okayyyyy... <
Mrs. Andrews: Yesss! Well, I just wanna ask how are you doing? I went home earlier because Stephan asked me to come with him to the bike shop where he quoted it an "emergency" -.-
I'm good. Everything went fine. <
Except for Chase... <
Mrs. Andrews: OMFG!! YOU CUT HIS BALLS ALREADY???
Well, no. Not even close.. Sadly. But! Principal Brown gave him a pink slip, detention for three days. LOL! <
Mrs. Andrews: Lmao! But admit it, cutting someone else's balls is exciting.
Jeez, it's not even a little bit exciting. It's disgusting and inhumane. Also disgusting ASF! And, please do stop with the "cutting balls" line. You knew it's not going to happen. <
Mrs. Andrews: Bummer.. I just finished cleaning the chainsaw.
You did not just do that! <
Mrs. Andrews: Seriously Nikki, where would I get a chainsaw?
That's what I thought. <
Anyways, I gotta go. See you tomorrow! <
Mrs. Andrews: Sure, see ya'!
After tapping the send button, I stood up carrying Sally with me. I gently put her down on my bed as I plopped myself thereafter. Staring at my bland ceiling with four round LED lights attached from each corners, just made me feel sleepy. I nuzzled my face on the pillow, smelling the sweet fragrance of washing detergent as I let myself drown on a magical world of dreams.
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Falling In Fall (Major Editing)
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