Choices

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I abandoned my bag onto a pile of dirty clothes and sunk onto my bed. My hand automatically reached for the phone in my pocket. I layed down, exhausted, and started scrolling through Instagram. The usual posts from famous singers and YouTubers with better lives then me. I snorted at a meme about dogs. My phone dropped from my hand and I let my mind wander. Eventually I could feel my eyes getting heavy. I kicked off my shoes and drifted slowly into a restless  slumber....

"Luce! Luce!" A boy called her name. It was him.... But also Sam.... She was confused. They were calling her over. Suddenly two people. Marchel or Sam? She could only choose one. Sam suddenly snarled, sharp teeth formed in their mouth. The girl ran. Sam was chasing her, Marchel was gone. A cliff. That was her only escape. She jumped.

My eyes shot open and I gasped for air. My doona was a tangled, sweaty mess around my legs. I felt the sudden urge to cover my feet. My phone buzzed. I groaned as the light assaulted my eyes. A message from Sam.

SAM: hey lu u awake? Sorry bout today I was an asshole

LUCE: dam right u were. no one insults my non existent relationship with Marchel.

SAM: yeh I know... But really lu you do know that he has eyes only for cheerleader types, not bookish girls with a harry potter obsession. I just don't want you getting hurt.

LUCE: yeh I no... 

I put down my phone and sighed. It was still dark outside. I decided not to bother trying to sleep. Mum finally left my light on so I picked up the book we were reading in English and let myself be transported into the world of medieval England.

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Once again I'm not too sure about this chapter. Feel free to comment some things you liked and didn't like. I'm always in need of some constructive feedback.

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