Two days later Amalia awoke to the sunlight peeking through the windows and beaming into her bedroom. She slowly opened her eyes letting them adjust to the bright setting, she then grabbed her phone checking time 7:04am she rolled her eyes locking the device and throwing it to an unknown location on her bed. Yawning, she peeled the covers away from her body and stood up lazily walking to her restroom she placed her hands on either side of the sink and stared at her reflection "you look like shit" she said inspecting her appearance in the vanity mirror.
She had dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep and her hair was all over the place. She grabbed her toothbrush and washed her teeth until she felt the nasty taste of her morning breath go away, next she rushed into her closet deciding on what to wear after about ten minutes she decided and a black v neck, ripped denim jeans and white low top converse.
Once I left my house I couldn't help but think about how much Juan Luis has changed. His hair that was usually spiked up was now short, He grew facial hair and had a full sleeve tattoo. I'll admit he looked good. Seeing him after what happened between him and I the last time we saw each other reminded me of how much he had hurt me. I loved him, or at least I thought I did I'm NOT the same stupid 16 year old I was when I first met him. I grew up and intend in letting him know that I have and that he can't manipulate me. Not anymore.
By now I had already arrived to school to school the day seemed to drag on. My phone vibrated in my pocket it was an unknown number confused, I opened the text message.
Unknown: Hey.
Me: who is this??
From unknown: Juan Luis.
Me: how did you get my number?
From piece of shit💩: I never deleted it. I texted you in hopes you had the same number still.
Me: oh
From piece of shit💩: so um how's your day?
Me: good
From piece of shit💩: that's good.
Me: cut the bullshit Juan Luis we both know you didn't text me after a year just to ask me how my day is going. What do you want?
Me: I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me Friday? You know so we can catch up. I miss you
I rolled my eyes reading his message but okay I'm going to be mature about this.
Me: I'll think about it.
From piece of shit💩: okay. I really missed you. I just wanted you to know that.
I decided to leave the conversation there and not reply. The day went on even slower after my conversation with Juan Luis 7th period rolled around I anxiously waited for 4:00pm to arrive. Once It did I happily walked home once there, a bouquet of roses were on the front porch a note was attached with them.
Please think about it okay? I want to see you again.
-Juan Luis
Who the hell does he think he is? I angrily ripped up the note and stormed into the house with the roses in hand and walked into the kitchen to see my mother cooking dinner "who are those from? They're lovely." She asked with a smile inspecting them "no one important" i told her throwing them away and stormed into my room.
Well so much for being mature.
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