until i met you.

chapter 2.

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I groaned as the sunlight shown through my window, entering my room. I tried by turning the other way but soon realized there was no hope for falling back to sleep so I decided to get up. I turned over, not realizing I was already half way off my bed and hit the ground.

Awe shit, I muttered to myself

I got up dusting myself off and muttering curse words under my breath.

Today I woke up feeling the usual shitty. My hair was a wreck which is nothing new, my ear buds wrapped around me, and drool all over my face.

What a perfect way to wake up on a Saturday

I grabbed my phone and looked at the clock.

8:47 it read eh, not to shabby if ya ask me considering I usually wake up at 12 on weekends

I started up my music while "ispy" was playing and I instintally got up and danced like a freaking maniac. I was dabbing, hitting the folks, and God knows what else. But mind you I'm extremely white when it comes to dancing. To be completely honest if anyone came in they'd think I was having some sort of seizer or something.

After my little dance was over I moved to the bathroom. Realizing I didn't take a shower last night, I connected my phone to my shower speaker and jammed out a bit more before getting in.

I tore off my oversized sweatshirt and shorts and untied my hair from the even messier messy bun.

I swear to Jesus a rat could live in there.

I turned to water onto hot and hoped right in. As I got in I shivered relizing the water has yet to get warm. Within a few minutes the water had heated up. The hot pelts felt freaking amazing on my grimy skin. I turned the handle, wanting it to heat up a bit more.

I turned my shower speaker up loader and danced freakishly to the current song. I scrubbed in my shampoo and conditioner then did the usual body wash. But due to my extreme clumsiness I fell. Yup that's me alright. Clumsy as fuck.

UGHHHH!!!!! I half screamed half whispered.

I got up and rinsed off the rest of the soap and got out. I picked my Hollister jeans with a burgundy stripped T-shirt paired with my old skool black vans.

I looked in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I put on mascara and let my hair fall naturally. I had no idea what I wanted to due today because Aunt Stacy normally didn't get home till 4ish.

What to do, what to do I sang to myself

You might be wondering why I don't call up a friend. Well you see I don't have any, at least at this moment. A lot of my close friends and by friends I mean 2. There both in Vegas for a soccer tournament because they play competitive.

I've always wanted to and even got asked by a lot of the club teams but there is no way that will ever happen they cost WAY to much.

I decided on texting them to see what they were up to. A few minutes after I texted them them they said hey but they were off to another game and they'd talk to me soon. I'm just happy there coming to school on Monday because its been boring the past few days at school without them there. Normally we prank people and get on the popular girls nerves bit without my posey I'm just me.