If we were born in a different place
In a different situation
In a different time
In a different life
If then I'd put my pieces together
In a different way
Would you love me?
-SharuftiZahin
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Paris's POV
I woke up with the sound of the birds chirping and a happy smile formed on my lips as my eyes took the scene of the bright morning sun.
Huh.
Like that would ever happen.
I hate mornings.
Honestly, I woke up with my mom shouting at my door for breaking my alarm clock.
Geez mom. Shouting so early?
I groaned as the sheets were pulled away from my body.
"MOM!!!!" I screamed.
"GET UP." She screamed back.
"DONT SHOUT!!!"
"ONLY IF YOU STOP!!" She laughed a bit at the end but quickly covered it with a harsh glare.
"My poor, poor eyes." I said covering my ears.
"Honey, not your eyes. It's your ears." She chuckled.
"Whatever, Mouum." I called her that on purpose just to piss her off.
"Whatever. Wake up." She slammed the door shut behind her with a force.
So that the banging noise echoed the entire house.
I laughed at bit.
"Whatever." I whispered to myself.
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I walking to my school as Sandy can't go to school because she has high fever.
Suddenly I see a car driving beside in the same speed as I am walking. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. The person rolled down the windows only to reveal a mischievous smirk directed to me.
"Not again." I groaned.
"Come on. I will drop you off." Ryan persisted.
"No, uncle." I emphasized the word uncle.
"Why not, grandma?"
He did not.
I stopped walking and turned towards him.
"Did I just hit a nerve?" He teased.
And my glare got more harsher.
But little did I know I can't glare. It's never scary.
"You look cute when you're angry." He teases with a smirk on his face.
I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, whatever."
"Get in the car." He whined.
"Fiiiiiiiiine." I gave up by throwing my hands up in the air in defeat.
I quickly got in the car.
"My school is le" I was cut off my him.
"I know where it is."
"How?" I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion.
"Again you the interrogations, sunshine?" He chuckled.
"Tell me how? I never even told you what my school's name is?" I whined.
"It's magic. It's magic. Lal lal la la la." He sang in the most crappy voice in the whole wide world.
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