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You guys are so adorable! With all your comments and worries.
NO IT IS NOT OVER.
I do apologize for not posting especially at the part, I'm currently rewriting it on my laptop so it'll be far easier for almost everyone.
I hope you guys are ready, soon this will carry on to some parts where you roll yourself in blankets and unconciously day dream about Jake.
ENJOY THIS CHAPTER, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THOUGH... I LOVE YOU.
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You wake up the next morning with your eyes fluttering open still in the state of being in BC. It suddenly hits you which leaves you to wake up gloomy. You aren’t sure if it’s because you really enjoyed Jacob’s presence beside you or just how the positive energy was there. You home didn’t feel like home, strangely.
You decide to shower and just have a ‘whatever I feel like’ day. You really couldn’t care less.
As you take out your elastic from your hair that seemed like it was eating it.
Sigh. It was your attempt of putting your hair up again in a messy bun with a dose of bed head.
You untangle it, strip from your clothing and are just about to jump into the shower until you notice your ring. You pull it off placing it with care on the counter and jump in.
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“French toast?” Your dad offers holding a plate with some steaming French toast. You cringe and try to take his offer but you just didn’t feel like it.
“Jetlag.” You pass, you weren’t too sure that was it though. Maybe it was just because you missed Jake…
Or you just didn’t feel like French toast.
(Teenagers, just sometimes we think that everything’s a sign and that our lives our over at so many points of the day. Yeah, we all have inner teenagers in us.)
“Well, I’ll be out mowing the lawn. You have still have them later.” Your dad states as he puts the plate of French toast in the microwave and walks out to your front yard. Leaving you the house alone, since your mom went shopping.
You decide to call one of your closest friends but end it yourself after the second ring, not knowing what to say. She will of course ask if you saw any cute guys there and you just didn’t know what you’d say. She’s bound to find out because you could never be able to not not tell her but you just need a day to think about it.
“Day one, the air does smell different.” You tweet without noticing that someone DM’ed you.
- For the whole day, you let it just move on and you’d do whatever. Whatever involving watching some The Walking Dead and stuffing your face with popcorn, checking all your social networks and strolling through only a jumble of letters to you then and reading the novel The Outsiders, twice.
“UGH.” You moan as you rip the blankets off you as you lay in bed trying to take a nap.
“I’m not perfect, but I’ll keep trying cause that’s what I said I would do-” You buried your face in pillows as you listened to Perfect by Hedley.
Okay, maybe listening to a guy that became you’re best friend that you miss very much isn’t the greatest idea.
-Its like dating a youtuber and then when they have to go to a vid-com of some sort for two weeks, watching their videos isn’t the best therapy-
Your phone began to ring; you barely heard it since it was by your feet strangely, but it was on vibrate.
“Hello?” You say over the music but not caring to move and turn it down because that’d mean that you would have to get up.
“Well, hello!” The voice on the other line says cheerfully.
“Long time no talk I guess.” You say as you sit up.
“Yeah, and you have some explaining to do.”
“Oh, yeah. Sorry about that I’ve been quite busy… you know, sleeping.” You stretch and say as your voice lingers on and on.
No, it wasn’t Jacob. That’d seem too easy. It was your closest friend; Marina. You just explained how you were just feeling weird with changing areas when you just adjusted to BC. The phone call only lasted for about half an hour.
“Hey, what artist is playing in the background?” She changes the subject just when you both start to end the phone call.
“Hedley, the band. Yeah, they’re from BC- playing on the radio and such. They’re quite good.” You say calmly however you smile intensely.
“I’ll say, I think I’ve heard Kiss You Out before.” She agrees. You second her even though you know it was Kiss You Inside Out; you were to exhausted to try to correct her this time. You say bye and it ended.
Your family was already home and dinner was already ready- early due to your mom not completely used to the times.
“So that Jacob.” You dad leads in the conversations, making you want to stab your throat. No, not a good time.
“Yeah?” You say not making eye contact, was it like ‘lets all remind the person about the person who they miss constantly’ today?
It sure as hell feels like it.
“He seems nice. Very nice.” Your mom joins in which makes you drag and sigh loudly.
“Yup, he sure is.” You conclude and grab your plate and scrapping your left-overs into the garbage, escaping then to your room.
SIGH.
Have a lovely day guys, next one soon :) Promises, considering I'm very happy in my life currently, I PROMISE.
-MESD ~L~
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