The Cliche Story Of The Girl Next Door

thirteen

///No one like authors notes but this is my first one and I won't do a lot so just read it!!!!!
This story, if ya couldn't tell, is unedited. So I wouldn't blame you if you thought this was written by a third grader. But it's not I swear! So reading back on the chapters now, the thing that bothers me the most is that Jc autocorrect to If so please ignore that any other mistakes. Okay continue////

I surprisingly wake up with a smile on my face. Well, not really. But after I got passed the 'I woke up at 6 am to got to prison a.k.a school' thing. I had a smile in my face.

I walked over to my bathroom and took a not too long shower, but it was still relaxing.

I walk into my room with a towel around my body shelding me from how cold it is in here. I mentally face palm when I realize I ledted the window opened all night. I quickly go and shut it.

It even looked cold outside. But I didn't care. I loved everything about the cold weather. I loved how you can wear clothes that make you warm, drinking hot chocolate while watching a movie on a cold night, reading a book curled up in a blanket. Okay, I do that anyway. But it being cold outside makes it feel right.

I step into my closet and quickly scan over my clothes. I finally decide on some black skinny jeans, a plain black long sleeved crop top. I put on one of my favortite leather jackets that's I've had since I was like twelve.

Yes, it still fits. I bought it bigger than me because I loved it so much that I knew I'd want to wear it as long as possible.

I also sliped in some red and black converse. Yes I know it's a lot of black. But I honestly think I look better in black. I don't know. Darker suits me, in my opinion anyway.

I brush through my hair really quick. I flop on my bed and grab my phone off of the nightstand beside it. 7:28 is in big white letters on the screen. I sigh and roll off my bed, landing on my feet.

Liar.

Okay fine.

I roll off my bed and land awkwardly on my side before getting up and acting like nothing happened.

I put my phone saftley in my back pocket and grab my backpack throwing it over my shoulder. I run downstairs.

"Bye" I mumble to my mother who I didn't even know was home. She was standing in the middle of the living room when I passed and didn't even aknowledge i was there. I roll my eyes and walk out of the house making sure to slam the door.

A small smile appears on my face when I see Jc standing by his motorcycle faced away from me.

I quietly made my way over to him making sure I was quiet as a ninja.

Hey I even look like a ninja today.

When I thought I was one enough, I took out in a little jog and jumped on his back.

He stumbled a bit laughing but put his hands on the back of my thigh to hold me up.

"Hi" I giggle.

You just giggled.

Why did I giggle.

I don't know but please don't do it again. It was scary.

"Hey shortcake" he said turning his head so he could look at me. I gave him a big toothy grin. He set me back on my feet.

"What's got you so happy?" He asked looking at weirdly. I'm not surprised that he's is confused on me being happy. I've been the definition of depressed for like a month, but today I feel good.