***Natalie's POV***
I wake up to my mom screaming from down the stairs for me to wake up.
"I'm already up!" I scream back in reply. Sometimes when she yells so much and I'm not awake, her voice will enter my dream. And he voice will be played and a dying cat. The way it screeches when she yells to much. And when she wakes me up every morning I always have attitude because her voice echoes in my head. But I'm going to ignore my negativity right now because It is Wednesday and Friday is my birthday. Lucky me. I doubt Blake even knows it's my birthday coming up. Anyway. Every year my mom throws some lame surprise party for me the day after my birthday. So she gives me the surprise of rejection and then showers me with kisses the day after. I'm turning 18 and I will legally be an adult. Awesome right? But right now it is 7:14 and I'm going to be late for school. I stare at my white ceiling. My whole room is currently white because we haven't painted yet since we moved in here. I then decide I have to get up. I groan at the thought of school. I hear down stairs and toast a bagel. I smother it in butter. I moan in satisfaction as I smell the bagel being toasted. When it's done I pop open the toaster and slather butter all over my bagel. I sit down on the couch and devour it. By then it's about 7:45.
"Bye honey, don't forget to lock the door behind you when you leave, love you!" She says to me as she walks out. Rolling Jaden with her to drop him off at school. I debate with myself on wether I should go to school or not. I walk up to my room and make a pros and cons list.
Pros-
-Not having to make up work.
-Seeing Patty
Cons-
-I don't like very many people
-School is a hellhole
-Teachers are jerks
-Possibility for homework
-I'm already late
I am interrupted with my never ending cons list by the sound of rocks hitting against my window. I look at my clock and it reads 7:55. I walk over to my window. I am confused at first but when I open my curtains I know immediately. And then I cover myself up being conscious of me being in my polar bear PJ's. I throw the window open in frustration.
"Hey what's the big idea?" I yell. When I look around I see Blake standing there with a handful of rocks. The culprit. I scowl and go to close my window (because I am still currently mad at him).
"You going to school, Gray?" He asks. He has his backpack slinger over one shoulder and his hair is perfect at usual. He is wearing khakis because it is starting to get warmer around here. And then a plain blue tshirt with a cross necklace. I glance over at my cons list to see that it's not finished. But the last one makes a point and I reach a decision.
"Nah." I reply coolly. And then I mentally slap myself for sounding so stupid.
"Sweet. Let's skip. My moms sleeping and Tod already got picked up, so if we leave right now my mom will think we are at school." He says throwing his back pack down on the ground.
"Blake your going to school." I argue.
"Well now that your not going I'm not going. I was planning on leaving during home room anyway. This just makes it easier." He winks at me.
"Ugh, fine. Meet me at my porch in 15." I tell him. He nods and closes his window and I do the same. I hurry and get ready (for who knows what) and meet Blake down at my door. I have on mascara and light eyeliner. I don't like to 'cake on' my makeup as my mother says. Honestly, makeup is just supposed to bring out natural features, like my hazel eyes. Not make you a raccoon. If Blake was a girl, some eyeliner would look great on his beautiful green eyes.
I am wearing a plain purple tshirt and yoga pants. Even though it's warm, my legs are still forests of hair, so I prefer not to show them. I put my hair in a French braid. I pull a few strands of hair out on the sides for it to look cute. I straighten the strands and then grab $20 and my phone and head towards the door and grab my keys. I open the door and I see Blake sitting there texting someone on his phone.
"Let's go." I tell him. We head over to my car and Blake didn't argue. He is still texting. I get in the drivers seat and he gets in the passengers. I pull out of the driveway and start heading down the road.
"Where are we going?" He asks, not looking up from him phone.
"Surprise." I decided to pull a Blake and be suspicious and mysterious.
"Ugh, whatever." He blows the hair off his forehead a tiny bit and continues rapidly tapping the screen. We drive for a little bit and then I decide where I want to go. Air Time. I love Air Time so much. It satisfies my jumping needs. When we pull up into Air Time's parking lot, Blake's eyes light up.
"I'm guessing you like this place?" I question, giggling a little bit.
"Yeah, my dad took my here a lot when I was younger." He said and looked down at his knees. I could tell that talking about his father brought pain.
"I'm sorry. Do you wanna talk about it?" I say. As a matter of fact, I have never even seen Blake's dad. I told him about mine, but how come he hasn't told me about his. He doesn't answer, but his actions speak for him. He is just sitting with his head down; his face emotionless. I hop out of the car and skip around to his door. Hoping that some of my positivity will rub off on him. I swing it open and grab Blake's hand and pull him out of the car. "Blaaaake." I whine trying to pull him out of his seat. "Lazy bonesss." I say. I put my foot against the bottom of the car and try to use it as leverage. I fail terribly. I loose grip on Blake and stumble backwards. I bump into someone but they are chill about it. I just apologize and then growl at Blake. I walk back over to him and sit on his lap.
"What the hell are you doing?" He asks looking up at our current position.
"Come on. Don't act like a girl has never been in this position on you before." I say turning my head and smiling a little bit.
"I can't lie. I have had a lap dance." He says radiating his eyebrows, smirking, and throwing his hands up in defeat.
"Ew, and you probably have A.I.D.'s" I saw jumping off and making a discussed face.
"Whatever." He scoffs. He gets up and walks with me into Air Time. This day is going to be fun. Or so I think...
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