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##Room make over....

"Hi wave." My best friend Carlie shouted through the phone and I automatically cringed.

"Hi Carl...you know you don't have to shout for me to hear you" I replied clearly voicing my discomfort in relation to her shouting.

"Relax. So am coming back tomorrow..." She said " ain't you just glad to be having me back?'

"Not really." I lied. Of course I was ecstatic that she was coming.

"Oh... Come on I know you do." Of course she did.

"Let's have a video chat so I can get to see you cheating face." She declared and immediately hung up.

Well that is typically my best friend Carlisle Jones Robinson. Seventeen and a half years of age, five foot seven height,auburn hair and porcelain clear skin. A natural beauty.

I, on the other hand, five foot eight,dark red head, curvy body that I hide under layers of clothing, blue-gray eyes with long lashes framing it. Too bad I hide them under dark rimmed glasses.

Yep, you guessed right, I am a nerd...but then who cares? As matter of fact I am pretty proud of it.
It's good to seat at the back of everything, easier to stay out of the limelight that just exposes you to bad company and pretenders for friends.

But then, you can ran but you can't hide especially if you twin brother is the most popular jock in your school....

Yes, you now know about Spring Waverly, my alleged twin brother who also happens to be Charlie's life long crush ever since....forever...and of cause the world's most renown player and heartbreaker of all time!!
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Carlie and I never got to have that video chat we were supposed to have because apparently Carlie's phone was off since then.

Too bad.

And inasmuch as I hate to admit it I did miss her. In all truth missing is not a feeling I like to familiarise myself with ever since I stopped missing my parents when they chose there careers over Spring and me leaving us in the care of one nanny after another.

At first it was hard but now we used to it,sometimes its pretty awkward to have them around once every six months.

To some point we get into petty fights that I always have to be the stand in between because Spring happens to be quite hormonal and emotional and irritable he happens to be irrigated by the slightest comment regardless of whether it is directed to him or not.
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Oh god, its a week to the beginning of senior year and I'm not looking forward to it.

It should sound absurd considering the geek I am and that I have already covered half the year's syllabus.

But I am serious.

I mean, who ever looks forward to seeing their crush shoving tongues with every damn slut in the school?

So, Carlie finds me doing what I am always doing every end of summer, stalking the school's heartthrob and my brother's best friend.

And just so you know, there is only one person in this entire world who does not respect my privacy, and that is Carlie.

She walks into my room like its her own and does whatever she pleases.

I happen to have already lost count of the number of times we have gone through this and so when she entered I my room and slammed the door behind her I didn't bother to turn around and see her , instead I focused my attention on Roy's latest post on instragram pictures or him shirtless in corduroy pants and leather boots. Though it's more of a show off for his new two seater convertible.

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