2//The Shit.

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"Oh yes. I have some shit" Cleo says with her devious smirk.

"Oh my god. Tell me"

"Okay well it's not really shit but it's still good though"

"Just tell me" I say rolling my eyes.

"Okay. So my mom is letting me have a beach party and it's gonna be lit and I really want you to come"

"Hmm...ill think about it"

"Oh come on" Cleo whines. "It's gonna be fun"

"Depends. Am I gonna have to third wheel with you and Matt." Matthew Espinosa also know as Cleo's boyfriend.

"No you won't. Their will be some of our other friends. Also some of Matt's friends so maybe you could—"

"Nope." I cut her off. "I highly doubt that"

"Whatever. The party is next week"

"Ok fine" I finally decide "I'll go"

"Yay. Oh and stop doubting yourself you could find someone who likes you.  I'm going to sleep. Night" she reaches over and turns off the light before moving to the bed and drifting off.

I sigh before getting up and laying next to her.

See the problem with me is I have trouble with boys but Cleo it comes easy for her.  I don't know what I do wrong but its like I just can't do it.  I've had a boyfriend before but they were never serious.  They've always been dares. I don't think I could be in love honestly.  I would probably mess up and the guy would dump me like that. I just can't seem to figure it out, I've read plenty of romance books but something just doesn't click. 

Too tired to continue thinking about my love life I decide to close my eyes and let myself fall into a deep sleep.

I can feel the sun shining through the curtains before I can open my eyes.  I know for a fact I do not open my curtains in the morning.  My eyes flutter open still adjusting to the light.  I sit up and look to left to see that the spot Cleo was in is now empty.  I step out of my bed as a shiver rolls down my back when my feet hit the cold white wooden floor.

Step after step I walk into the bathroom ready to perform my normal morning routine.  I take my toothbrush out of the cabinet and brush my teeth.  As the toothpaste drips down my chin.  I walk across the floor to find my phone and do my usual social media check. Realizing nothing is new I turn my phone off and spit out the toothpaste and rinse my mouth.

Pulling back the shower curtain, I turn on the water.  While letting the water run, I hook up my phone to my beats pill playing Remember you by Black Bear ft. G-eazy.

I take off all my clothes and step into the shower closing the curtain. Letting the water fall down my back, I sing along to the song.

"I will remember you" I sing.  I grab the soap and squeeze a little onto my towel and start to wash my body.  Sunset I washed my hair last night, I rinse my hair along with my body before turning off the water and stepping out.

I wrap up in one of my towels and leave the bathroom to sit at my vanity mirror.  I don't really wear a lot of makeup but when I do it's only for special occasions.

I apply some mascara and eyeliner and that's it.  I brush out my hair placing it in a ponytail.

I pick an outfit out and decide on black leggings, a gray t-shirt, and a flannel. I slip some black sock onto my feet before running down the stairs into the kitchen.

After a few trips an stumbles I successfully make it down the stairs. Once around the corner I see Cleo.  Her face too stuffed into a bowl of coco krispies to notice me.

"Ahem" I clear my throat. Her head shoots up like a rocket and her eyes wide open.

"What did you say to me?" She yells. I bend over holding onto my stomach from laughing so hard.

"I see you found the cereal" I say once I calm down.

"Yeah, I also found some other things" she says, a devious smirk on her face.

"Cleo?" I ask calmly.  "What did you find?"

"This" she says holding up my iPod.  I knew I should've hid it somewhere before she came.

"God dammit Cleo" she burst into uncontrollable giggles as I snatch the iPod away from her. "Motherfucker" I yell at her before laughing with her. 

We both were silent for a moment before Cleo's phone went off. 

"Oh it's my mom. I have to go" she says standing up washing her bowl. "Hey I'll see you next week and you better be there" she says harshly.

"Okay I will" I say putting my hands up in defense.

I watch from the window as she pulls out of the driveway and driving down the street.  I stay there until I no longer see her jeep.  I push myself off the window and drag my feet to the living room.

"Alone again" I say to myself before plopping down on the couch.  With nothing left to do I decide to to grab my blanket that I keep under the couch cushion and curl up with it.  While turning on the tv twilight resumes from where I left off.

"Fuck yea" I whisper to myself before distracting myself with the movie.

Not paying any attention to my surroundings I hear the microwave go off.  I slowly get off the couch grabbing the remote as a weapon and quietly tip toe to the kitchen.  The cold floor sends chills down my spine as I inch myself closer and closer to where the sound was coming from.  I press my back up against the wall taking a deep breath before flinging my body off the wall and throwing the remote hitting the tall figure.

"Oh what the hell" I hear the figure say as he groans out in pain.  I run by the person as he lays on the floor on to see my dad.

"Dad" I yell.  A look of shock on my face.

"Yea it's me" he says stumbling to get up.

"What's going on in here" my mom says walking into the kitchen.

"Well I was heating up my hot pocket before your daughter here hits me in the head with a remote" he says with a look of hurt on his face.

"Leila" my mom gasps. "Is this true?"

"Well yes but it wasn't my fault I thought he was an intruder" I say in my defense.

"Honey didn't you get my text? I told you we were in our way home"

"Well no I was watching twilight" I say

"What's that suppose to mean?" My dad says stubbornly while rubbing his head.

"It means Jacob had his shirt off" my mom says speaking up while jumping up and down.

"Women" my dad grunts while taking a bite out of his hot pocket before walking away.

"What time is it" I ask yawning

"9:00pm. Why?"

"I feel like I just woke up"

"Ah.  Too engrossed in twilight well get to bed"

"Okay, oh and mom?"

"Yes"

"Can I go to the mall tomorrow Cleo is having a beach party next week and I need a new swimsuit" I ask.

"Yea I'll leave you money in the counter in the morning.  I'm working the morning shift so I'll be home early"

"Okay thank you mom.  Good night"

"Night sweetie"

I run up the stairs and quickly change into my footie pajamas.   I wipe off my makeup, throwing away the wipe after I finish.

"Koby" I yell throwing away the wipe.

"Shut up" I hear my dad yell at me.

"Grouch" I mutter under my breath.  I run and jump up into my bed making a loud thud.

"Oh my upper boob area" I whine.  I decide to just get under the blanket and close my eyes until I fall into my dreams.

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