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#10) Go doorbell ditching

It took me five more days to complete the Harry Potter series and an extra forty eight hours to get a grip on the fact that it was finally over. I got too attatched to the character's to even realize that I was at the end.

For a week I've been holed up in my room with the exception of school and spanish classes. Mom was worried about me but when I told her what I was pondering over she looked at me blankly, trying to figure out if I was being serious or not. I've done nothing productive for the entire week. Except for running.

Running away from Tate, that is.

I've been avoiding Tate as if he had some sort of contagious disease. Every time he would make an effort to talk to me, I would either give him monosyllabic answers or ignore him completely. I never picked up his calls or answered his texts.

Now before we get all judgemental and jump to conclusions like a kid on a trampoline, I have my reasons for keeping Tate at arms length.

I have a crush on the boy.

I'm talking about a full blown crush and I'm pretty sure that it's not a phase. I know that when most people start to develop feelings for another person, they're supposed to get closer to them in order for that person to realize they're there or whatever but I'm doing the complete opposite. I'm avoiding him because I'm not sure I want to feel this way. He makes me all warm and giddy and happy like never before but I don't want to depend on anyone. Not anymore.

Sometimes my thoughts can't help but wander on different paths. What if I would just let things happen and let myself fall? I'm sure that it would be worth the try. He would be worth the try.

But I never let myself stray on those thoughts for too long because I'm a complete whimp when it comes to things like these. So I do the only thing I've always known; I run.

Sooner or later he's going to catch up with me and ask me about why I've been avoiding him but for now I'll just continue steering clear.

I toss my phone in the air lazily not knowing what to do to extract the boredom I'm currently feeling. The digital clock beside me displays that it's 11:00 PM. Spotting Aubree's bucket list from under a pile of textbooks, I snatch it carefully and inspect it. The next thing on the list was to go doorbell ditching.

I imagine me and Aubree moving from house to house, laughing while we pressed doorbells and ran away. We would probably get caught because me and Bree could never be quiet even if we tried our best.

Snapping out of my trance, I quickly unlocked my phone and called the first person I thought of.

'Piper?'

'Ruwena! Hi! How are you?' She answered energetically.

'I'm great. You?'

'I'm alright too. So, who do we need to bitch about at this fine hour?' I laughed at her and shook my head. 'No one. As of now.'

'I know this is pretty crazy,' I said while playing with the hem of my T-shirt, 'but I'm going to go doorbell ditching. Do you wanna come with?'

She squealed and I knew I got my answer then and there. 'Yes! Of course! Finally something fun.' I can imagine her rolling her eyes and I grin.