How Dare You!

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(Nevaeh above)

I got ice creame.
The day was going great.
Until he knocked it out of my hand.
I watched in helpless despair as my ice cream fell in slow motion and hit the ground, splatering.

I look up in anger at the one who caused my days misery.

"You stupid dingus! Look what you've done!" I yell, stabbing the guy in the chest with my nails.

"Chill feisty. I'll get you a new one."

"You're darn right you will. Wait a minute, Derrick? Derrick Holeson?" I ask. Totalley cliche right?

"Oh hey, I know you. Nevaeh, right? Fourth grade, Mrs. Patterson's class?"
"Uh, yeah. What brings you here?"

He shrugs. "I like the view."
"I hope you like the view of an ice cream shope, because I'd like my ice cream now."
"Right. Okay, let's get the sad child an ice cream."
"Yes."
"Sexy outfit by the way."
"Thanks?"
He nods.

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"Oh my gosh Amelia! You'll never believe who I ran into today!"
"Who?"
I took a deep breath.
"Derrick Holeson!"
"Your fourth grade crush?"
"Yeah! He didn't say much though, except that he's going to our school this year. Oh my gosh, I can't believe school starts in three days! "
Amelia groans. "I'm so not ready for sophmore year. It's to soon!"
We both laugh.
"I know. I need a six month vacation twice a year."
"Same."

Amelia and I have been best friends since elementary. I love her like a sister.

Amelia is a very modest person, whereas I like short skirts. Not because I like showing skin or for all the guy's attention. I just like it. I hardly care what people think. If I like it, I'll wear it. If you don't, then, bye! It's just who I am.
Amelia is a very bright girl who thinks she's bad at singing but in reality her voice is pretty darn good. She's very good at gym and has a great sense of humor. She's always been their for me no matter what. We aren't to popular and were fine with that. She always puts others before herself and enjoys pranking her old math teacher. She's a great girl, I don't know what I'd do without her.
We just got our sceduals and have Gym 1st p, English 2nd p, and drama 3rd p, together.
We're so excited.

***

"I wish I had Jessy's girl!" I sing dramatically as I walk in on a sleeping Amelia. (I just walk into her house at this point, she does it to me too.)
I sit on the bed next to her and start singing her favorite song that she despised, knowing it'd get her up.
"I threw a wish in the-"
"I'm up!" She hops out of bed and runs out of her room.
"Mom! You're not allowed to let Nevaeh in anymore! She's poisoned my ears!"
"At least it wasn't Spice Girls." We both shudder as she walks back in.

"I need to pee." I say walking out to the bathroom.
"When do you not. You have the-"
"Bladder of a squirrel. I know, I know."

I walk in to the bathroom and run back out, nearly jumping into Amelia's arms.

"Get it get it!"
"Get what?"
"The foul creature in your lavatory!" I dramatically look into her eyes. "The spider."
"Oh wow Nevaeh, just wow."
She walks in and I follow.
"That microscopic thing?"
She brings it outside and I go to the bathroom.
Peacfully.

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