I glance in the mirror, my face was still scrunched up with shock and disgust. My hair was messed up and my lips a little bummed that it had no companion. Who knew a boy could mess your life up in just 1 night!
I had just heard the insides out to the fatal word that is ushered in the hallways and whispered in the dark.
Se❌
I already knew all about it but the fact is it was my mother going over it again except this time she dropped hints, tips and tricks! I don't usually complain about my mother but if she decides that I need tips and tricks everyone will think that I am sunburnt with all my embarrassment highlighting all over my face.
I shove all my clothes into my draw and tidy elsewhere to distract my mind and to calm my face. After that plan failed I went to grab my towel and my music to go for a shower to wash away the embarrassment.
Monday morning came soon enough and puzzlement was surging through my brain. Tilly had called me that weekend and we made up with hot chocolates and sweets in her parlour. Tilly gave me her 3rd degree stare I confessed everything. She helped me pick out an outfit and everything. Except I'm a little nervous, does this mean we are dating? How do I approach him? Does he still like me? Did anything that night actually mean anything to him? To many questions!
I jog into school clearly late skidding to a stop outside our class and coolly step in. 28 pairs of eyes were trained to my every move as I take a seat next to Tilly. Until that painful moment was over I turned to Tilly for answers.
"What the hell was that? Do I have something on my face? Has anyone said anything about? Have you seen Oliver this morning?" I managed to say in a hushed whisper.
"Woah, chill sister! One at a time, firstly you look magnificent I would clearly date you. Haven't seen Oliver this morning but his try outs are on today so we should go and watch the eye candy. But people did catch you walking out of the party with Oliver, they probably want all the gossip." She listed as if she had practiced.
"Okay we will all meet up at lunch and talk seya then!" We kiss each other on the cheek an depart to the new day.
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Final Chance
أدب المراهقين"Hello, may I please sit with you?" Asked a boy. "Yea sure make yourself comfy!" I say as I start to look up. The boy had black spiky hair complemented with a tan that bathed his skin nicely. His eyes pierced the air as the answer hanged. His face w...
