"Wake up Cait. You must have slept through your alarm, you're going to be late honey." My mom shook me a bit.
"Okay im getting up." I said as I sat up.
My mom looked at me like she was about to cry.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I just love you so much." She said.
"Love you too mom." I replied, a little shocked that she just randomly told me that.
She gave me a small wave and walked out.
I went into my closet and pulled out my high waisted knee-ripped boyfriend jeans, a spaghetti strapped crop top and some adidas.
The jeans were high enough to not show my belly in the top so I better not get dress code for trying to look cute.
I sat my clothes on my bed and went to get ready in the bathroom. After I brushed my teeth and put in my contacts I looked at my hair in disgust.
What was I going to do with this birds nest?
I quickly put the whole thing a tight bun on too my head and went to put on my clothes. Today is going to be a good day. I'm not going to have any troubles, I'm going to stay away from Dillon and enjoy my day.
***
"Take out some paper for a pop quiz." Ms. Shitty said.
That isn't her actual name of course, she's just a really old, shitty teacher so students call her that behind her back.
Also, goodbye to having a decent day today. Pop test are the worst
Everyone groaned as they got papers out from their binders.
"Psst. Cait. Lemme borrow some paper." I heard Devon say behind me.
"I swear if I have to give you paper one more time I'm going to scream." I laughed.
Devon basically asks for paper everyday. Two weeks ago I even brought him a stack of paper. But, being a senior in high school, that paper was gone in a minute.
"But you love me, so its okay that I constantly ask for paper." He said as he took the paper I handed.
"No talking!" Ms. Shitty eyes slitted like a snake as she hissed at us.
"Ms. Shitty must be going through menopause." Devon whispered.
Of course, I burst out laughing causing Ms. Shitty to turn and glare at us.
"Detention this afternoon! Both of you!"
I rolled my eyes and Devon huffed but we got quiet as we listened to Ms. Shiteater talk about math for a whole 50 minutes.
***
"I can't believe we got detention just for laughing." Devon rolled his eyes as he whispered to me.
"At least we dont have Ms. Shitty as our discipline teacher..." I half smiled as I glanced at this old teacher who basically has a hearing problem in both ears and was half asleep.
"How long do we have to be in here?!" Devon groaned.
"I honestly dont know." I put my chin my hands.
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The Bad Boy Stole My Diary
Teen Fiction"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feeling...