Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
Damn alarm clock. I gave it a loud punch, as a BANG echoed through the room. I looked down next to my bed where my now broken alarm clock was spread out in pieces. Oops.
I dragged myself out of bed, directly towards the bathroom. I slammed the door, as I looked at myself in the mirror. My straight brown hair was sticking out everywhere and my eyes were a bit puffy. Great.
I turned on the showers as the warm water filled all my thoughts, finally allowing me to relax.
I shampooed my hair with my vanilla scented shampoo, enjoying the smell of it.
Stepping out of the shower, I envelopped myself in a warm light blue-colored towel., the smell of fresh cotton envelopping me.
I threw a frilly top and started to look for a pair of jeans. I looked everywhere where I usually leave them, only to realise what had happened the day before.
Max thought it was a great idea to hide in my closet whilst we were playing hide and seek, he also thought taking food and drinks with him would be a good idea.
I could still picture all my jeans covered in orange juice and nachos: great.
Sigh, that ment I had to wear a skirt. I didn't like skirts that much, well not in school for sure. It's just the fact loads of boys are creep and I just don't want them creeping on me.
I pulled out a hollister skirt I had bought last summer. I put it on, it made my tan legs look so tan and look, it actually didn't make me look too bad.
I took some white Converse low tops. Yes, I had a little obsession with converse. Last year, me and Will decided to stud a pair of black ones, guess who ended up in hospital with a stud in their finger? Me.
Flopping my book bag on my shoulder, I hurried downstairs where Max was having a bowl of Lucky Charms, and Dad was reading the newspaper.
As soon as I finished a bowl of cereals, I heard a honk outside, signalling Will was here.
"Bye!" I called out to my dad, as he mumbled a 'Have a good day.'.
I could see Will's Range Rover right infront of my house, with him singing, although I couldn't hear him sing I obviously knew he was singing it well.
"My heart's a stereo, it beats for you so listen close. Hear my thoughts in every note, oh-oh." He sang, he didn't even notice I had opened the car door.
He suddenly stopped singing as he looked at me, smiling sheepishly, as I saw his deep blue eyes for the first time today.
"Sorry, didn't see you there." He smiled, suddenly his jaw literally dropping when he saw me in a skirt. "You're wearing a skirt? Are pigs flying?!" He joked, although he didn't leave his eyes off me.
"Max thought my jeans were a great table for his food. Drive and shut up." I jokingly said.
"I see you're better."
"I am, I think. Let's just forget about it, okay?" I asked hopefully.
He nodded, still giving me glances as he drove to school. I leaned my head on the window, putting the music a little higher, as music blasted in the car.
He pulled out in front of school, in our usual parking spot. I took my book bag, and streched my arm to open the door, before Will suddenly stopped it, putting his hands on mine.
"Y-You look r-really pretty." He stammered, I blushed as I thanked him.
Why did he stammer telling me that? Why did he even say it?
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Truth or Dare
Teen FictionJessica is popular, pretty and everybody loves her. She’s been best friends with Will from ever since she could remember. They share every single memory, and act like twins towards eachother, but what happens when suddenly a dare could change their...