For someone as badass looking as Josh, he seemed to be a little too happy when he was standing in front of my locker this morning. "A really good morning?" I greeted him and he greeted back with a kiss on my lips that made me almost forget we're at school.
"I told them about us. My parents, I told them about us." The romantic smile on my face just flew out the window and horror is now evident on my face.
I was about to ask him how is he planning on killing me when he just laughed. A very hearty laugh. And the horror that I felt was gone. Just hearing him laugh like this. It felt paradise.
"You're so funny babe. They were actually happy and wanted to meet you." Then the horror look on my face came back. I must have looked like a lunatic since opposing expressions have been on my face for the past minute. "What if they don't like me?" I spurted out, addressing the elephant in my pocket.
"They would love you, like I do." He was still on his laughing spree when I realized what he just said. He then abruptly stopped as if realizing what his mouth just said. Then Josh, the badass, blushed.
"I uhm, so uhm... Let me walk you to your class." He was rubbing the back of his neck and was looking down at his shoes as if it's the most interesting thing in the world. I smiled and let him have his moment.
I managed to salvage the acceptance letter from Barmont after it was thrown to the trash the day it arrived. With my laptop, I opened the site and send them a letter of confirmation that, indeed, I'll be attending their school. My heart was fluttering with happiness as I secured my slot and noted that I will be depositing my initial payment for that semester. Barmont is actually not an expensive school. The rate is lower that community college and with a candidacy for scholarship, I might even have a free tuition all year round.
My payment would be from my work, then from all those Christmas when I was given pocket money and of course from my savings. I tried to be as stingy as possible when it comes to my money since I'll be paying for myself. I felt the swell of pride as I imagine myself act like an adult, without constrictions and it made me happy as I can be.
After finishing my business on Barmont's website, I opened my facebook and stalked Josh's like a clingy girlfriend should. Girlfriend. I giggled like a lunatic. It was disturbing to know that I'm alone and giggling by myself.
It creeps me out that I only noticed the world girlfriend and not 'clingy', might as well add disturbed and possessive.
The profile picture surprised me since it was a photo I was not aware of being taken. It was Josh hugging me from the back, kissing my neck and I was laughing and looking at something. My hair was partially covering my face and Josh's that you wouldn't recognize the couple if you personally don't know them. The photo was at Amy's, the night I went there and she must have captured this. My heart was swelling with happiness. It makes me more than pleased that he placed this photo of us on his profile. I was a grinning lunatic, sitting on my bed. I clicked on the photo and the amount of likes were sky rocketing.
I went to sleep that night with a happy heart and a smiling face.
Then I remembered my plan, my plan of escape. Should I tell Josh about this? But I never told anyone. Not even Amy.
Then my body became frigid from all the anxiety. That's when I concluded I won't be getting any sleep tonight.
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30 Days To Paradise // COMPLETED
أدب المراهقينIt's her countdown to freedom, when she thought escape is the only way. Then she asked, "Will you runaway with me?" *** Story may contain some sort of triggers so be warned. Twitter: @AgntPbbls