Ch.8: "The Coffee Hour"

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Samantha's POV

"SAMANTHA, GET YOUR ASS READY!" Jenny yelled from the kitchen I guess since the air smelled delicious.

I slowly opened one eye..gosh so much light. When I got accustomed with it I did the same with the other. I was about to sit up, when another yell was heard this time louder and a bit scarier.

"SAMANTHA MILLER! YOU BETTER GET READY TO YOUR LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! IF I DON'T HEAR THE SHOWER RUNNING IN TWO MINUTES, I'LL GO WAKE YOU! AND FREEZING WATER WILL GO TOO!"

Umm, did she say FREEZING water??

"OK, OK I'M UP!" I yelled and immediately went to shower. With warm water.

After doing so, I dried my hair and then braided it very nicely in a cute bun with loose strands of hair.

Then I applied my normal make up which consists of black eyeliner, some mascara and baby lip balm.

Afterwards came the last problem of the morning. The part where I decide which clothing I'm wearing. But before you get the idea of "ugh, typical girl", I'll tell you this is not my case. I'm not like them. Those girls who always complain that they got nothing to wear so they go shopping every single day. No. My case is that I love ALL my clothes. I want to wear EVERYTHING in one day and that's not possible.

So, I got my mind working and finally decided on a V-neck black t-shirt that has Mickey's face printed on it at the bottom while at the top it says 'Be my Mickey' and at the back it says 'I'll be your Minnie' in big bold letters.

I got a dark blue short and paired my outfit with black converse. Then I put on my favorite Mickey earnings, bracelet and necklace. I applied some more baby lip balm and some perfume and there. I was ready.

I grabbed my Mickey bag and stuffed inside my precious iPhone, which by the way has an I love Mickey cover, my earphones, chewing gum, some money, my beloved camera and a bag of delicious sour Skittles.

After I was done, I went to the kitchen where Jenny was cooking pancakes and Arthur was eating at the table. I quickly sat down on a chair after giving them a hug each.

Like at three in the morning I couldn't sleep. Guilt about what I had screamed to them consumed me, so I went to their room and woke them up to say I was really sorry and that I didn't mean anything I had said. They understood and asked me if I was okay. I told them about Jack and how I saw him cheating and they forgave me. Then I could finally sleep.

Ten minutes later I finished my pancakes and was out of the front door and going to school in my skateboard. Jenny's fault. She kicked me out of the house after telling me that I was going to be late. Typical.

Skateboarding to school is not a hard task, if you ask me. It just depends if you're good at it. And me? I'm the best.

I've been skateboarding for six years now. Arthur taught me when they adopted me. I remember I sucked at first.

I fell on my butt like a thousand times and Arthur kept telling me the stupid nonsense phrase of "Practice makes perfect". I hated it. Well, I still do for a matter of fact. But if he had stop teaching me I wouldn't be a master at this now.

I just love it. That feeling of satisfaction. That relaxing moment when you take impulse and let four small tires lead you the way. When the air, pure and chilly, hits you in the face and feels like you're in heaven.

Unfortunately, my peaceful ride was over when I saw the schools building ahead.

Still, I didn't know what to do. What should I say to Jack? Should I confront him? Tell him that I saw him kissing Blondie girl? Tell him to sleep with one eye open just in case I sneak to his house at night, cut his freaking pea-sized balls and stick them in his ass? Although that wouldn't be so bad. Hmm. Its just that - ugh. I sighed.

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