Bad Boys Shop Too

Chapter 6 - Ass-terior and Hole-terior

NOTE: The picture above is who I imagine as Chelsea when she's all fancy (her name is Priyanka Chopra, she's a famous Bollywood actress). However, you can picture anyone you want :)

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"Get up Chelsea! It's already eleven o'clock!" I heard my mom yell.

"Mom, it's Saturday!"

"Don't make me come up there!"

Ignoring her, I snuggled further into the covers, pulling my blanket up to my chin.

All of a sudden, the lights of my bedroom turned on and when I opened my eyes, I saw my mom stepping into my room.

"Rise and shine!" she sang happily.

I groaned, pulling the covers over my head, trying to block out the sound when I felt my blanket being pulled off.

Suspiciously, I started pulling back and the tugging becomes stronger. Maintaining my hold on my blanket, I peeked out of the covers to see my mom grinning wickedly. She made a sound that could only be considered a battle cry and gave my blanket a huge yank.

"Mom!" Thrown to the other side of my bed, I grabbed onto my blanket for dear life and soon enough, my mom and I were having a full-blown tug-of-war with my blanket, each of us crying out our different battle sounds.

Eventually, I became too tired to continue and I let go of the blanket, thumping down onto my bed in defeat.

"Aha!" my mom cried, throwing my blanket across my room. "If you're not downstairs in four minutes, worse things will happen."

With that, she walked out of my room victoriously while I was on my bed, curled up into a ball and shivering without my blanket.

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I stepped inside the kitchen and I was hit with the beautiful smell of pancakes.

"Mmmmm.." I breathed in, "What's cooking?"

"Pancakes with Nutella" my mom said from the kitchen counter where she was stirring the batter. I went to sit down at the island where Grace was already stuffing her face with pancakes.

"Hi Chelsea!" she exclaimed with her mouth full and I saw everything that was in there.

I looked at her in disgust. "You're gross." She just smiled in response.

Wrinkling my nose, I looked at my mom, hungry for the pancakes, hoping that she would notice my hunger and give the next batch to me.

My parents are who I get my Indian heritage from (obviously). They were both born in India but their families moved to North America when they were both teenagers to give them a better life and stuff. Then they met and they say it was "happily ever after".

Bleh.

I snapped back to reality when my mommy placed a stack of pancakes in front of me, topped with the delicacy that is Nutella.

I barely managed to say thanks before I started stuffing my face faster than the stoner kids at my school got out of class when the bell rang.

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"You're annoying." Geo said, from her spot on the bed.

I raised my eyebrows, "I'm annoying? Says the girl who eats rice with a fork."

"The grains are long enough to not fall through the spaces!" she protested.

"Right..." Ellie said from her spot in her armchair, rolling her eyes. "But she has a point, Chelsea. You're that irritating fly that just won't go away."

I stare at them in disbelief, "How am I annoying?"

All three of us were currently at Ellie's house, chilling in her room on our phones with a conversation every once in awhile. I was laying on the comfy carpeted floor (that's an alliteration right there), trying to fix my bad posture.

There was a pause of silence so I sat up and glared at them, seeing that they're exchanging "the look". You know what look I'm talking about; the "is she stupid?" look.

Geo turned toward me and said "Evan."

I stared at her. "What."

Evan!" Ellie exclaimed. "You've run into him like twice now and you haven't even tried to get to know him or see what's behind that bad boy exterior!"

"His "bad boy exterior"?" I asked in disbelief "Evan doesn't have an interior or exterior, it's just an ass-terior and hole-terior."

I laughed at my joke but my so-called friends didn't join me. Well then.

Ellie sighed and walked over to her vanity, pulling her flat iron out of a drawer.

I lied back down, content that the discussion was over when I heard Geo say, "Don't you believe in fate?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Since when do you believe in fate?"

"I don't."

"Then why ask." I said, dully.

Geo responded, "I don't know, I just thought that mushy stuff would help you "discover your feelings" or whatever."

I snickered "Only Ellie believes in that kind of stuff."

"Hey!" objected Ellie.

Geo and I started laughing and soon enough, we were laughing that "I'm a dying seal and I'm clapping my hands to get your attention" kind of laugh. Eventually, Ellie joined in, no matter how hard she tried not to.

Then she snorted.

Geo and I looked at each other with wide eyes before bursting out into laughter again while Ellie buried her face in a pillow, ashamed. 

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 - Sara not Sarah