I shook Leah again,who groaned in protest. After a good-for-nothing 3 minutes. I gave up,it was 6:03 now,87 minutes to get ready.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Before screaming,I drank water and an an advil,as my ears will keep ringing afterwards. I sucked in a deep breath,and braced myself.
One,two,three!
"LEAH DANNIELA SMITH, GET THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW!
Rest in piece,ears. But thank god Leah woke up.
" what?" Leah slurs,looking extremely groggy.
"Uuhhhh.." I trailed off.
Well, your boyfriend called and he scheduled a date with you, in the next 80 minutes, so kindly get up.
Amazing,thanks Jasper.
It has been a minute since I've said anything, so here goes.
"Rod called,and he thought I was you,and just scheduled a date with you in the next 79 minutes,so get up!"
I raise my voice up a notch,and stare in confusion, while Leah pulled out some indefinable beauty products, and advanced to remove her jacket.
LOOK AWAY, YOU PERVERT!
I gasped at her short-sleeve shirt,stained in blood.
MY BLOOD.
Leah turned back and cocked an eyebrow, can't believe that I've just been caught staring,that too at a girl.
I quickly looked away,almost breaking my neck again.
She walked towards me, probably to kick me out,or hurl swears,or to scream and tell me how disgusting I was,but she did none.
"You're coming too,so stop your staring and get dressed."
Why the fuck would she want me to come with them? Wouldn't I be a cockblocker to Rod?
Revenge,he he he
I smiled maniacally at the mention of revenge,to her dresser and grabbed a white shirt,with pale black lines and a jeans. I walked to the bathroom, as stripping in front of Leah won't be a good idea.
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ANNE
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