illuminate 비추다 s.m.

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ILLUMINATE
Shawn Mendes
Chapter-10

   "We really need to catch up, it's been a while." I pass him a cup of black coffee and I officially set the time for my burgers; one minute and thirty seconds.

   "We sure do, to start off, any girl your interested in?" He takes a sip of his coffee, a sour face appearing, making me snicker. "I almost forgot," he goes over to his luggage, unzipping it and pulling out a brown bag that smells so good from where I'm standing.

   Our conversation is obstructed by another heinous ring of the doorbell. I put my hand out, motioning to wait, "I'm sorry, in this house, there is always an interruption." I pardon as my dad nods intuitively.

   My feet escorts me to the door and I barely open it, to get a glimpse of who it was. Madison.. I roll my eyes and step out, closing the door behind me.

   "What?" My arms cross over each other. I lean on the door, waiting for an answer. It took almost a full thirty seconds before she opens her mouth.

   "I messaged you, you didn't answer. I just wanted to check and see if you made it home safely." She endeavours to wrap her arms around me, I shift away.

   "Don't act like you care, I can see that you don't." I furrow my brows at her, thinking her crazy for being out this late.

   "I do care, silly." She shoves me playfully, my figure stood there unamused. "Are we still gonna hangout tomorrow?" Adds Madison.

   "You're kidding?" I whisper yell, my hands threw themselves in the air. I know this is wrong of me to say about the girl I love, but she's being a bit clingy.

   "Woah, a subtle 'no' would've been good too." Her voice monotones mine.

   "I think you should go before we start something we can't finish." I return back in and slam the door in her face. I'm so pissed, how dare she take me for a game; she tells me she has a boyfriend, knowing that made me upset, then tries to come over to my house and act like nothing happened. I think irritatedly, going back to my conversation with my father.

"Just some annoying girl from school." I partly lie. "You asked if I liked anyone, the answer is sort of."

   "Sort of? Is it a love-hate circumstance?" What a coincidence that he shows up and asks of my love life.

   "I couldn't have said it better. But with this specific girl, it wouldn't work out, we're too complicated ." I open the microwave before it could beep. I snag the hot plate out and onto the kitchen counter before it could burn my hands.

   "Sounds like your mom and I."

   "It does, doesn't it?" I ask rhetorically. "Do you think that's how my love life will be, like you and mum?"

   He thought about it for a second, shaking his head, and telling that it wouldn't happen as long as I found 'the one' and did everything right.

   That's the problem, I don't want to go through and use every girl until I find 'the one'. Love doesn't work like that. At least in my book it doesn't.

   I want a love at first sight, story. A girl that allows me to pick on, kiss, cuddle, start small healthy arguments, that's forgives, and let's me buy things for her, is all I want.

   I'd be crazy if I'd be asking for a perfect relationship, 'cause in reality no one can have that. That's why I'm totally fine with having a relationship where we argue and make up eventually.

   It already feels like I can have what i want with C and Madison. Yet, I still have no idea on who to choose.

   I really wish love could be simpler.

   "It's my ambition that it does turn up good for me, and yourself also." I remark with a tone of vagueness evident. With myself being nearly dead of fatigue, I yawn, "you must be tired, yeah?"

   "Certainly."

   "I guess you can sleep on the couch, since I'm pretty sure mum would freak if she found her ex-husband sleeping in her bed." I express amusement.

   "You've got yourself one heck of a humor over the past years." He smiles.

   I nodded in agreement, "Well, g'night."

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The next day; Friday
Second period;
8:28 am

   The bell has rings; all students are now heading to their second period class, oh the agony. At this very moment, I am walking to trigonometry.

   And guess what, I hate trig, I hate school and I hate madison and her stupid boyfriend, especially since they've switched their classes to match some of mine. (He lowkey reminds me of the grinch rn)

   You're probably like; 'oh Shawn, who pissed in your Cheerios?'

   Forget who did it, I'm angry at what they did.