As the sun starts to shine, people got their butt off their beds and moved along with their family. I saw my neighbor talking to his mother about marshmallows being stolen from him in his dream, since our walls are as thick as a paper. Note the sarcasm. Even if he's already my age, which is 17, he still thinks like a child and acts like one. At first, I thought he's crazy but in the end, I realized he's just a boy, making his mom happy before cancer takes over her.
Ever wonder how I knew? Well, he's my best friend and the crazy part was when we're still in kindergarten class. The teacher paired us up to start working on a project all about saving trees and more. The day after that, I complained. I complained to the teacher that I can not be partners with a lunatic. The teacher was sad but she made me partners with him still.
Of course, James Moran kept on talking about dinosaurs and such. I was so freaked out, I screamed at him to Shut the hell up. I was so irritated at him but when he finally spoke calmly, I had the urge to listen to him further. He stated his mom's sick and he needs to have this personality just so he can make her smile all the time. After that, I always go on lunches with him and give a little space in my heart for friendship. Well, he is my first friend. I can't afford to lose such good person to me now, would i?
I finished my morning routine and picked the white tank top with the black shorts and the ankle-length boots which mom got me for my birthday. I chugged down every liquid from my Gatorade drink, I got from my mini fridge and my way downstairs.
By the time I got down from the last step, I already saw my nanny with my maid cleaning the living room. Since mom and dad live in Paris about their business, I'm left here alone in Los Angeles, California. Wherein it never snows.
"Good morning Nana, Jessi and France" I greeted with a pleasant smile. You may say that I'm living in an apartment but no, I'm actually living in a condominium. Having half of the whole 24th floor and James and his mother having the rest. Come to think of it, I do live in a big place. Nah, I like this better.
"Good morning, Megan. What do you want for breakfast?" Nana asked with a polite smile. Nana has been my nanny since I was born. Actually, since the day my mom was 10. She may seem old but she started to be a babysitter-15 years old-until she has been permanently under by my family. But in a good way, of course.
"Bacon with Pancake all over it, Nana. You already know that!" I whined. She perfectly knows me from the start and I know, she's just teasing but it just makes me happy to feel loved by my nana.
"Oh, really? No, I must've been in the wrong condo, then. My little girl loves a sandwich filled with Mayonnaise inside it" Now she's doing this on purpose. She knows how much I hate Mayonnaise. I just hate the sour taste and ugh, I just cant bear with it.
Without further notice, a guy suddenly flashed through the door and raised his hands up like he just won a noble prize. I rolled my eyes at James and continued chewing on my Pancake filled with bacon. I was about to take another bite when a fucking hand snatched my fucking sandwich at a fucking wrong time.
"Give. My. Sandwich. Back" I stated line by line. Oh it's on.
"You can't." he said while chewing on my food. After a few seconds, he immediately ate it all and smiled. "Because there's no more left"
"WHAT THE FUCK, JAMES?" I shouted and hugged nana. "Nana, can you do another three? L" I asked.
"I'll make that six since James looks hungry too." She laughed and went to the kitchen.
We've waited for 30 minutes until our food is done. We bid our goodbyes to them and went straight to his car.
"Is it Monday today?" he asked in shock. Oh dear, he doesn't know.
"Yes"
"Oh. So, we're taking my car then."
"Obviously" I gave him my stern look and hopped inside his car.
"So, you ready for the new school?" he smirked while putting his seatbelt on. I did the same and threw my bag at the back since it's Ferrari, it's a little bit small.
"It's us, you dumbass."
"Sorry, but I did basketball during summer vacation which leads me to old friends" He demanded.
"Touche" was the only thing I could say. I wonder what my day would possibly be.
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The Badboy wants me
RomanceMegan is not your ordinary girl. She's one-of-a-kind girl who thinks life is pretty easy since she's rich and contented with her friends. One Day, when her school gave students an opportunity to let them study in the sister school of their recent...
