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Chapter 4: Too Many Tears

I survived my first week of senior year. Hallelujah, praise the Lord!

It was the longest week of my life, but I made it.

Zander hasn't said anything to me since he told me to calm down, and I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe a mixture of both?

Anyways, that asshole isn't important. What is important is what is happening today!

Anna and I decided on Friday that since we pushed through the first week, we should spend the weekend celebrating!

At first we were going to go to the beach, but then a couple of idiots from our grade decided to jump in our plans and ruin everything. So, now we're spending the night in an abandoned building in the middle of no where. Yay?

If you're wondering who these idiots are, their names are Carson, JJ, and Adam. I've known Carson and JJ for as long as I can remember. They're both hilarious and fun to be around, but they can be a little much sometimes. For example, they both brought homemade paninis for lunch at school one day, and they gave someone a little piece of it to try. The person said they liked it, which made Carson and JJ believe that they were the best chefs to ever walk the face of the earth. Needless to say, they had a full-fledged panini restaurant set up in the science lab the next day, with lamenated menus and all. Yeah.

Enough about them.

We need to talk about Adam. Somebody get me some water, because I. am. thirsty.

No shame.

He is the most glorious being to ever pop out of a vagina.

He's new to the school, so I don't really know anything about him at all. Besides the fact that he is beautiful, of course, but I'm pretty sure everyone knows that.

He's an exchange student from Hotland (a.k.a. Germany), but he's only here for one semester, unfortunately.

There goes all my hopes and dreams...

It's 7 o'clock at night and I'm supposed to go pick up Anna and the guys from her house at 9:00, so I decide to just take an hour to chill out and watch some Netflix before I leave.

Oh yeah, I probably should have mentioned that my parents have no idea about these plans. They think I'm staying at home with my siblings all night like I usually do, but boy, are they wrong...

I know that if I had been a good child and asked them for permission to go, they would have said no, which is why I didn't. It's not like they'll notice I'm gone anyway; they're working at the hospital all weekend, so they won't even be at home.

I also know that my brother Wesley will take any chance he gets to ruin my life. Obviously, he would have called my parents and told them what I had done, so I took matters into my own hands and bribed him to keep his mouth shut with a fake 50$ bill!

It works every time.

I climb into my queen-sized bed and pull out my laptop, logging into Netflix and putting on the next episode of Grey's Anatomy, the best show ever created.

I'm right at the most suspenseful part of the episode when my doorbell rings, but I decide to ignore it. I'm not expecting anyone, so whoever it is probably will leave once they realize I don't want whatever shit they're trying to sell.

It isn't but less than a minute later when I hear the doorbell ring again. Ugh, for real? Who the hell tries to sell things at 7:30 on a Saturday night?

Wait... No one tries to sell ads at 7:30 on a Saturday night.

I slowly drag myself out of my bed, slightly afraid of who is at my door. I live in the middle of nowhere, so it's fairly rare for someone who isn't expected to come ringing our doorbell out of nowhere.