Holding On

Chapter Twenty

          I woke up two minutes before my alarm. Ugh, might as well get out of bed. I shut off my alarm before it goes off. I sat up on my bed with my eyes closed, I was still half asleep. I stood up, and fell back down. My eyes shot open, and I looked around. I figured out what made me trip, I was tangled up in my blanket. After a good fight with my blanket, I had come free from it, and tossed it on my bed. Smirking like the goof-ball I am, I flexed my fake muscles. Wow, what a great work out in the middle of the morning. I picked out some fresh undergarments, and a Niall H. hoodie. It was white. His signature was on it, and I love Niall. Then I grabbed a pair of black jean shorts.

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          I stepped out of the bathroom, fully clothed. I slipped on a yellow sock, and a blue sock. This is my favourite mismatched socks pair. Instead of my usual converse, I decided to wear my high tops today. Taking the whole time in the world, I walked down the stairs with a huge grin on my face. Some of my bruises faded away. Tomorrow Joey and I are going on our first date.

          I put a toast in the toaster, and waited for it to pop back up. When it did, I grabbed it, and spread butter on one side. Then I spread jam over top the butter. I ate it quickly. Why?? I have no idea. I don't even know why I'm in a rush. I went to the washroom, and brushed my teeth. I shoved my phone in my back pocket, and picked up my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. Whoop whoop, I'm so cool, dawg. My bag was heavier than I anticipated so I fell on the ground. Ooph, I burst out laughing. I heard someone running to my room, then Sam came through my door. "Are you okay," he looked at me worried. I nodded, then his face changed quickly from worried to a glare. "Never do that again, Rose." I blinked, and nodded again. He left. I snickered as I got up off the floor. Sam seemed so happy. (Note the sarcasm.)

          Sam honked his car, and I started sprinting down the stairs. School here I come. I left the house, and locked the door behind me. Then walked to his car casually. He honked his car again which made me sprint, and quickly put on the seatbelt as soon as I got in the car. Gosh, and I thought I was the one in such a rush this morning. The song 'Haven't Had Enough' was on the radio as he drove to the school.

Testing, testing.

I'm just suggesting,

You and I might not be the best thing.

Exit, exit.

Somehow I guessed right.

Right.

But I still want ya, want ya.

Don't mean to taunt ya.

If you leave now, I'll come back and haunt ya.

          Sam groaned, and then switched off the radio. Jerk. I slumped down into the passenger seat. Now we are in an awkward silence. Why did he have to hate every single song I liked?! We finally pulled into the school parking lot. He just wanted to make this a lot worse for me by taking his perfect time in hell to park. Was that enough?? No, it wasn't. He parked in the parking space farthest away from the school. I mentally stuck up my middle finger in his face. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. I got out of his car, and slammed the door shut. Sam smirked, and locked the doors. He drove out, and then parked in the closest parking area to the school. God, I just want to strangle the living hell out of him. The bell rang. God was not in my favor. I sprinted to my first class. I made it in just before the bell rang. I was panting, and heaving beside the door. I'm going to get a stroke, and die. "Oh, don't be so sarcastic, Rose." Mr. Finn said. Shit, oh crap, did I say that out loud?? After that was over, I slumped in the seat beside Joey.