note: I completely forgot and lost track of what day it was in this book, so yeah... I'm just going with the flow as I write.
Laura age: 18
Ross age: 17 (at one point in the book it said 18 when i meant to type 17. srry)
NOT EDITED- my fingers have been very cramp and my thumb dislocated by accident and I cant get it back into place. might sound wrong and disgusting but yeah. please excuse my errors near the middle and forward through the chapter. I tried making it as long as possible, but it doesn't feel like a long chapter to me. But I guess that will be on you guys!
Enjoy!
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Ross woke up the next morning, to a body on top of his.
"Pink hair?" he wondered. And then he came back to his senses. He pushed her off of him so he could get up. Once he was about to walk away, he felt arms wrap around his.
"Stay."
"Why?"
"I'll be lonely."
"I really gotta get ready for the day..." he says. "We have school today. Remember?" he sighs. She groans.
"Whyyy.." she whined.
"You are really childish and whiny for a genius who got her degree early." he states. She crossed her arms. "Whatever dude. What the hell am I gonna wear?"
"Hmm.... well.. my mom washed your clothes from yesterday. But the shirt was ripped apparently, so you cant wear that...." he stood there and thought. And then he snapped.
"Oh, you can wear one of my shirts." Laura looked at him, as if he we're an idiot. She got up from bed, and stood in front of him. She was definitely short.
"Its completely oversized!" she exclaimed. He laughs a little bit, enjoying her in distress, just about clothes.
"Alrighty. I wasn't done. You can tuck it in." he says, as if it we're obvious. She rolled her eyes. "Fine whatever."
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After the both of them got ready, they headed downstairs, and Ross his mother cooking pancakes that filled the living room with a fresh buttery smell. You could hear the sizzles from the kitchen.
"Why good morning you two." she greets them both, flipping a pancake. "Breakfast is on the table. Ya'll better gobble it up, unless you wanna be late." Ross looked at the time on his oldschool watch.
"Oh crap, we gotta get going." he grumbled. Laura nods and shoved the pancake in both of their mouths. If you wanted to know, she was wearing fully black.
They ran outside to the truck that was still a bit soaked, but dry enough. They slammed the doors, and Laura tried to get the engine started, but it refused. She took the pancake out of her mouth.
"The gas is out and the engine is fucked!" Ross panicked. "What date is it today?"
She thought for a moment. "The 21st. Why?"
"We have a fucking test! Lets just take the damn motorcycle to school!" he panicked. "But how am I supposed to drive that thing!" Laura shouted.
"You arent driving. I am." he said. They got out the car simultaneously, and raced to the motor cycle on the other side of the street.
They got on, and put on their helmets. "But... How will you drive? You cant see the street lights." she says. "Don't worry. You'll be telling me the directions." and they zoomed off, as she held him tight.
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