The Bucket List || Jordan Hanna

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I wake up the next morning in yesterday's outfit with my blanket over me. There was papers all over my bed and the floor. The only thing that was missing was Jordan, who I am assuming headed home after I crashed last night.

I get up and pull on some fresh clothes. After that I head over to the mirror and then I realize how bad I just fucked up because I just slept in makeup. Well... maybe I'm being a bit overdramatic but still it's very likely I will get some crappy acne. I quickly try my best to fix up yesterday's makeup to make it look pretty decent for today.

After that's all finished I walk down the stairs to get some breakfast but I walk into the kitchen to see Jordan standing in front of the stove making some pancakes.

"Umm... Morning?" I say to him completely confused. "Nope, back in bed." He tells me pointing to the door. "What? Why?" I ask him crossing my arms. "51. Have someone make me breakfast in bed." I roll my eyes at this, "Seriously? You don't have to do that." I tell him. "Better to get it out of the way." He comments. "Whatever... I'll be in my room I guess." I sigh out.

I head back in my room and start to flip through all the pieces of papers to find today's bucket list items we're trying to cross off. I also find the original bucket list and put a check by number 51.

I start to organize all the papers the best I can but honestly it's a mess. Some of the papers just look like it had chicken scratch all over it. I finally find the page for today and start to look over the items. Not too many things to cross off but quite a few things to start on.

After some time Jordan comes in with a tray and sets it in front of me. "So one down 97 to go." He says. "Can you hand me my laptop?" I ask. He nods and gets it off my desk. I open it up and pull up Google and start searching while eating my breakfast. "Okay so what is going on today?" He asks.

I finally found the website I was looking for and start ordering the books. "Well I just ordered a 'Wreck This Journal' for each of us and now we are going to head to the store for some supplies." I tell him. "What about breakfast for me?" "Have some of mine."

"Okay, so you plan to swing by my place on the way?" He asks. "You didn't go home last night?" I ask confused, "Nah your mom said it's cool that I crash on the guest bed." "Okay well we can totally go by your house. We will head out as soon as we finish this breakfast." I tell him.

"So what else do we have to do after we head to the store?" He asks. "Well the one thing we can't buy... Well we can't buy yet, is a meaningful tattoo." I tell him. "So your turning punk on me now huh?" He jokes. "Oh haha well at least I didn't dye my hair pink." "That was for a day! It was blonde, get your facts right." He groans out. "Well I'm sorry, didn't know it would hurt your feelings so bad huh?" I joke again. "Oh shut up and finish your breakfast so we can go." He tells me.

After we finally finish eating the breakfast I decided to print off my letters. I then put it in the envelopes and seal it, scrawling the addresses on the front of each. "What's this for?" Jordan asks.

"19. Send a letter to Juliet and 13. Send a letter to a random address." "Of course, Wannabe Tumblr girl, first the meaningful tattoo now this?" He jokingly says. "Look who's talking, Mr. Muser." "Seriously that's the best you got? That's your roast?" He says somewhat serious. "Well then do you prefer to be Musically Trash? Or how about the Jacob Sartorious Copycat?" He scoffs at this, "Now that's just low you YouNow Wannabe!" "Oh sure you're one to talk!" "Okay we are such dorks." Jordan says laughing a bit. "Whatever you ready to head out?" "Yeah let's go." He tells me.

We head downstairs and I grab my keys off the hook. I then run over to the mail box and put the letters in the box. "Okay so are we just gonna leave my car?" Jordan asks. "Well do you want to drive instead?" "Well no point in taking two cars is there?"

"But if we're coming back here how are you gonna get home when you have to leave? You won't have your car." He's silent for a second then says, "Just stop and think about what you just said." I then realize that I am a big idiot, of course. "Okay I know I say stupid shit just cut me a break, it's been a crazy 24 hours and in the past 48 hours I've probably slept for only 8 of them. So do you want to drive or no?" "Sure whatever." He says pulling out his keys. "Okay let's get going. We're burning daylight." I say.

We finally pull up to Jordan's house and head inside. I take a seat in the living room while he runs up to change. I pull out my phone and start scrolling through Twitter. I had a few mentions so I decided to check them out. After liking some and retweeting a few I decided to switch over to Tumblr. I mostly am reading imagines, that are extremely good by the way. Halfway through a story I realize I forgot that I need to by my Vidcon ticket. I quickly pull up the website and order the ticket then go back to Tumblr.

After awhile Jordan comes walking into the living room. "Ready to go?" I ask. "Yeah we should we be good." With that we finally head out.