Fourteen

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Not knowing it, several days has passed and it was Thursday! One more day! I was going home to Andy on Friday! GOING HOME TO ANDY ON FRIDAY!!!

Oh my God. Serious?

Yes!

Do you know what this means?

*Sarcasm* No.

Anyway, I've been hanging out with Aimee every since I spent the night at her house. We've been going shopping and having sleep overs. She tried talking to Kia, but I guess since she was hanging out with me, Kia ignored her just the same. She really tried to get back her in the game, but after talking to Roger, she just said forget it. I always wondered what they did talk about, but neither of them told me. Aimee said just not to worry. So, I tried not to. Sigh.

I guess everybody isn't meant to know everything.

Oh, well.

I opened my eyes to my ceiling and I felt it was going to be a good day. I sat up, stretched and got off my bed. I went into my closet and grabbed myself school clothes. I took a nice warm shower and thought about what will happen in a couple days. I will be staying at Andy's house. Wow. What will I do? Oh...my...God! This will be weird, because I'll be staying with my crush since I lived here.

How on earth do you stay with somebody you like for a couple days? BOI!

I snapped out my short thoughts and got out the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping myself just when my phone rung. I went to beside my bed, taking my phone off the charger. I saw the caller ID and answered it.

"Hi, Aimee. What's up?"

"I don't know what to wear!" She screeched on the other end. "I tried the leather pants, but my Mom thought it was to racy. And then..." She continued on about her fashion problem while I tried not to roll my eyes.

"Aimee..."

"...And then I tried those booty shorts but I don't have the right panties for those...and then..."

"Aimee..."

"...So, I then I can't wear the net shirt because I don't have a matching bra..."

"AIMIEE!" I shouted into the phone. I didn't mean to shout, but I called her millions time and right now she seemed deaf.

"Oh...yes. I'm sorry, Jenni. I'm just...I can't find a outfit." She groaned.

"At all clothes you have, you don't have nothing you want?" I asked.

"Well, no. It's weird, right?"

Beyond weird. "I mean, it's strange, but..."

"Oh, look at that. I found something! I'll see you at school. Bye!" My phone beeped as she ended the call. I shrugged and threw my phone onto the bed and went to dress up. Today's outfit: high waist dark blue legging jeans, a rainbow bralette with a black over size jacket. I zipped it up halfway and left one side of the jacket hanging off my shoulder.

I took my hair out the high bun, taking out the pins and let my hair fall down against my neck, temples and cheeks. Brushing both sides of my hair behind my ears, I grabbed up my books, backpack and phones and dashed out my room.

"Down in New York...?" I heard my dad say through his closed door. I slowed down and went to hear more. I shouldn't have, but come on. I'm curious.

Curiosity killed the cat.

I'm no cat.

Curiosity killed the cat who thought it was human.

I'm no--

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