Chapter 6

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Amirah's POV

My alarm on my phone went off indicating that it was 5 o'clock. I always wake up this early so that I can get a good work out in shower and still be on time for school. I put on my running clothes which was a black and white Nike sweat suit. It was Monday. Which meant marathon Monday. At my house when you train you have to have a reason something to motivate you. My on Monday is a marathon. Hints the name marathon Monday.

Mom usually runs with me, put she wasn't up this time so I went ahead and left the house. I ran 3 blocks then something covered my face. I start to kick and scream. I eventually was let go. I go the bag off my face and ran home. It wasn't even 5:30 I got in the shower and went back to sleep I didn't know what else to do, so that's what I did.

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My alarm for 6 went off so I had to get up. I get up and go into my closest. I have a walking closet so it was fun to figure out what to wear.

"Good morning madam. What would you like to wear today?" That was Sue my closet voice. My uncle installed it about a month ago when he came to get me so my cousins and I could hang out. It was an early birthday present from him, and it's very useful.

"Um what's the weather look like today?"

"It will be 80° as the lowest and 95° as the highest. It will feel like 87° all day though. With wind coming in from the west." It's suppose to be February.

"Thank you Sue." I walk farther into my closet. I pick out a pair of black jeans a red crop that says love on it and my black high top converse. I walk out my closest and grabbed a red tank top and got dress. My phone starts to ring That's My Best Friend by Tokyo Vanity meaning May was calling me. I decided to answer it.

"Hello." I decided I wasn't going to be sour and let her explain herself.

"Hi." It was silent for a second then she spoke.

"Amirah I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Well it's a little to late for that. What do you want anyway?" Maybe just a little sour.

"Can I take you to school so we can talk?"

"No. I'll talk to you after cheer practice today."

"Okay." I heard a click meaning she hung up.

I look at my phone for a second then throw it on the bed. I walk over to my vanity and start doing my hair and makeup. Soon my phone rings. I look at the contact it was Mark, or as he put himself in my phone as mister Almost 😏😏.

"Hello?"

"Hi beautiful. Be ready in 15 minutes I'm coming to get you so I can take you to breakfast and school."

"Ok."

I hung up and look at myself on the mirror of my vanity. A felt like today was going to be a good day, and nothing stood in my way of anything.

Soon a horn honked in my yard I kissed my mom and walked out, and got into Marks car.

"Good morning." Mark looked confused as I got in the car.

"Um good morning. What's got you in such a great mood?"

"Honestly I have no idea. After you called I felt like nothing could tear me down."

"Well I'm glad I give you that feeling." I grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine.

"So where are you taking me for breakfast?"

"It's just going to be a pick up. I was thinking McDonald's?"

"Ok that's good." So he pulls out my driveway and never lets go of my hand. We listened to the music on his phone using his auxiliary cord. We pull into the drive thru and he orders 2 sausage biscuits.

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