Chapter 7- word does get around.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
God I hate the sound of my alarm. It signifies that I have to get out of bed and go to a place a hell. Well it's not as bad as before because I get to see Corban. Wow, I'm turning into a basic white girl with cheesy sayings.
I rolled out of bed and went to my kitchen to get a delicious breakfast.
Eggos.
Hell yea my mom bought me eggos.
I opened the box and threw 2 eggos into the toaster. My phone went off.
C-Good Morning. -3-
Z-Morning lol.
C-How'd you sleep?
Z-Are you gonna ask me that every morning?
C-Well Idk I though it would be nice to ask.
Z-Yea lol.
C-So what are you eating for breakfast? lol
POP
I hear the golden eggos pop up from their cave of heat.
Z-Eggos. Hey can I text you later, I need to eat and get ready.
C-Lucky. Alright ttyl.
I get out the syrup and butter. I poured the syrup over slowly so it looked like those commercials you see on tv and then I added the butter on top. It literally looked like something you would get from Denny's or something.
After eating the deliciousness of the golden eggo, I got ready for another pain staking day at school by getting dressed, washing my face, doing my hair, and putting on make up to hide all of the imperfections and acne I have.
When I showed up at school, I met Corban by my locker.
"Hey." he said excitedly while smiling.
"Hi." I smiled back at him. "So, your not worried?"
"What?" His eyebrows raised.
"You know, that guy."
"Oh, no not really. He has to go to a 0 period and he is a Senior, we will barely see him."
"Alright cool."
The bell rang, indicating that we have to pick up our feet and migrate to our first class.
"Wanna hang out after school, like at the park or something?" Corban asked blushing.
"Sure. Sounds good."
We smiled at each other and walked together to our first class. As we walked I felt a little nudge on my hand.
It's Corbans.
I grab hold of his hand and we walk with our fingers interlocked for the first time. When we enter the class room, everyone is staring at us.
"You guys are dating?" Someone asked us at we walked in.
"Nah where just holding hands and acting like a couple or no reason." I say sarcastically. me and Corban both chuckle.
We sat down next to each other and secretly held hands for the rest of the class. This is hella cool.
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