Chapter Sixteen Part Two
This is the real chapter. Some are similar to the joke one because up until the time Evan "professes his love" that was how the chapter was supposed to go. I just edited this one a bit so it's not exactly the same but I didn't change the lines because ain't nobody got time for that.
I woke up screaming, trashing around on my bed as I breathed heavily, my minds tracing back to the horrible dream that I had.
Let me do a recap, I basically dreamt that Evan professed his love for me and then proceeded to do some shirtless table dancing before Gray appeared. You want to know what happened?
Trust me, you don't.
Hugging my sheets, I exhaled loudly. My heart was beating so fast, as if it was silently warning me that whatever I saw in my sleep would happen right now. If I can recollect even the slightest details, it all started when my phone started ringing when Hallie called me.
And then, my loud ass annoying ringtone suddenly made me jolt up, my eyes widening in fear. Quickly sitting up, I blindly felt around my bed, cringing when I felt a stray piece of chocolate that probably fell out of during my night of self-pity.
I'm just banging down all these stereotypes, aren't I?
When I managed to take hold of the cold piece of metal that was my phone, I answered it, not even bothering with checking the name, "Hello?"
"How's my favorite cousin?" I could hear Hallie's chirpy voice greet from the other line.
Oh my gosh, it's happening.
Groaning, I fell back onto the mattress, my head sinking into the pillows, "What's next? You're going to tell me that it's already noon."
"Well, yeah," she replied sheepishly, "It's noon."
Slowly turning to the digital clock on my bed side table, my eyes bulged out of their sockets as I sat back up, my eyes focusing on the digital clock on my bedside table. When I noticed that she was correct, I scrambled around to get up, causing me to fall onto the floor in the process.
I have never been so happy that I invested on that fluffy pink rug. Softest thing to catch my fall ever.
As my phone was still pressed up against my ear, I ran to my closet to pick out an outfit for the day, "Why did you call anyways?"
"I should be asking why you're in such a frazzled mess when it's a Saturday," she quipped back, "Just making sure you're going to make it to the rehearsal dinner."
I cringed when I remembered that Hallie's wedding was on this coming weekend. Aside from the fact that she's expecting Gray to be with me, I also have to be that bridesmaid who didn't attend any of the rehearsals.
I love her and all, but picking me as bridesmaid was the worst idea she has ever thought of.
"Yeah I'll be there," I answered, hopping around as I tried to put on my pants, "And I'm hurrying because I have cheer practice."
Which I scheduled to be at nine, if I may add.
That, and because Evan and Gray might just be gay for each other! What? It was all part of the dream that was slowly turning into reality right now.
She said her goodbye and hanged up as I raced to the bathroom. Well, as fast as I can go with this little ankle of mine. It doesn't help that it was less than pleased because I made it go through some work with the cheers last night.
Grabbing a pair of shoes, I snatched my gym bag and headed downstairs. Like expected, both adults has gone to work so the house was already empty aside from this homebody. With my whole set of keys clanging with on my keychain, I shut off all the electricals and lights before I locked the doors.
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The Blonde Cheerleader
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