AUTHORS NOTE:
IM LITERALLY FOREWARNING YOU THAT THIS MAY OR NOT BE THE MOST NON EVENTFUL CHAPTER ON PLANET EARTH. KAY? KAY. I PROMISE ILL ADD SOME TWISTS IN SOONER OR LATER<3
I notice the tall, glass elevator standing 10 yards in front of my face. "This must be it." I whisper, holding tightly to the set of keys I was given.
Walking slowly up to the elevator, I'm knocked to the ground.
"Watch what the hell you're doing!" I holler, getting up to my feet.
"I' I'm sorry! Wait a minute... Adara?" I hear, as I still am trying to reassemble myself.
"Dan?" I ask, a bit stunned.
"I told you I'd see you around." He smiles, looking down to my height.
"Oh... I'm sorry about, ya know. Almost wanting to beat you to a pulp." I smile back.
"What are you doing here, anyways?" Dan looks at me confusingly.
"Maybe it's because I live here?"
"I suppose, what are you doing here?"
"You're not the only one who lives 'round here!" He laughs.
"It's a small world, eh?" I yawn, starting to feel the aftermath of the jetlag.
"Tiny. You live on your own?" He assumes.
"I have a roomie."
"Oh."
"Oh."
And there it was. The silence. The golden silence. We stood there, stiff as a board.
"Just in time." I say to myself, hearing my ringtone blast words to All Time Low, leaving Dan there, hoping he would just walk away. I mean- thinking he would just walk away.
Incoming Call: NOVAA, I read off my phone, as I quickly slide it open, and answer the call.
"Hello?" I call.
"Hey... Did you land yet?"
"No. I'm standing outside of your front door." I sigh.
"You are, are you?" She asks, skeptically.
"Look- I gotta go, just. I'll call you later." I hang up, and throw my phone back in my purse.
I look back, and Dan's gone. Just gone. Thanks Dan. That was amazing of you, God. This is why I freaking hate people.
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"Welcome home." I whisper, opening up the door to my new apartment.
Looking around, I see a lot of things...
Typical Sadie crap. Makeup lying on the bathroom counter, shaving cream opened, lying on the inside of the shower... Oh my God girl, I'll be doing a lot of cleaning up around here.
I continue down a long, bright hallway, until I reach two doors; One on my left, and one directly to my right. I creak the door open to find a room, with Sadie's same bedroom set that she's had since she was seventeen. And yes, I remember these little anal things.
I take a short walk into the room itself, and I felt as if I was brought back to our childhood. This chick never throws anything away. I might need to call the Hoarders Helpline.
I take a better look near her bed, and see a rose red picture frame, containing a photo of her and this guy. This guy with icy blue eyes, and firey black hair- kissing.
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"Who the heck is this?" I ask Sadie as soon as she walks into the door, with me holding the picture frame in my right hand, with my left hand tucked into my pants pocket.
"That's Jacob." She admits, smiling at the picture.
"Well what the hell are you doing kissing him?" I roll my eyes.
"Kissing him." She yawns, leaning my suitcases against the wall.
"No shit, are you guys dating?" I ask.
"Maybe. Maybe not." She winks, and walks off.
AUTHORS NOTE:
It turns out this story wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be(: It was actually pretty good. I think I might want some co-writers. Comment if you're interested! I'm still deciding what direction I want to go with this story. Lool, Its a tough decision, okay? Haaa. Well- Make me cookies and I'll cherish you forever. xxx <3
I'll try to update every day this week! I hope this turns out as good as I inted it to!!! ;D
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Indie
Подростковая литератураAdara is just a normal girl, set off to live her life in London with her friend Sadie, but little did she know that not only will she have new friends- but she'll fall for her best friend. AND HARD.
