one; june 19
iona may.
I was exhausted, physically. This was the last week of high school, finally. Lucky for me, it was Saturday.
Belle, who has been my best friend for twelve years, is coming over at 10 a.m. I dragged my half limp body out of my very comfortable bed. I headed to my bathroom and done everything I had to in there.
I gently padded over to my bedroom to collect my clothes for the day; ripped denim jeans, gray old skools and a brandy melville tee. I put my clothes on and now I have to deal with my rat's nest, most people call it their hair.
It only took me thirty minutes to look presentable which was really good for me. Now all I have to do is grab a purse then I can leave my house.
In the middle of picking my purse I heard a quiet but continuous knocking on my door.
"Iona! Can you please open the door?" Belle said.
Chuckling to myself, I pulled the door open and swiftly locked it behind me.
"Hey Belle," i smiled.
"Hey, ready for some fun?" she smirked.
"Oh definitely," i chucked.
We got into my little white car and sped off to the typical fun destination, Disney.
We have just reached the highway and Belle has already started interrogating me.
"So, any boys yet Iona?" belle laughed.
"My answer has not changed from the last time you asked this, idiot," i laughed. "How are you and Drew getting on?"
"He is amazing, I can't fault him with one thing," belle gushed.
Belle and Drew are the typical high school lovers, they are what people call 'goals'. They are never alone, always come in a pair but they are the loveliest people you could ever meet. They have been dating since they were sixteen years old and at nineteen, they are still going strong; stronger than ever actually.
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One hour and non stop talking later, we arrived at Disney.
"Iona! Hurry up," belle whined. She is supposed to be nineteen, she is more excited than the other younger children here.
"I'm going as fast as I can, give me a break," i moaned.
"Well go faster! You have long legs anyways!" belle huffed.
I chuckled and done a slow jog to catch up with her. She is crazy.
"Hey, can we go on space mountain first?" i asked.
"You know I hate heights Iona," belle sighed. "But I feel good today so I'll try it out,"
"Thanks babe! Let's head that way then!" i cheered.
Space mountain is definitely my favorite ride at Disney. It has just the right amount of thrills in it to keep you entertained and wanting more. After waiting twenty-five minutes we got our turn and I do not regret waiting that long for one ride.
"How was that then? Was it as bad as you thought?" i asked, turning to face a very pale looking Belle.
"That was the worst thing I have ever been on! Holy crap," belle announced.
"Let's sit down until you feel better then we can continue," i laughed.
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When I arrived home it was just after seven o'clock. A full day well spent at Disney, although Belle threw up a few times. We are opposite like that; I like thrilling rides and she prefers the softer ones.
I took my shoes off at the door and placed them on the shoe rack. I hanged up my windbreaker then went to the kitchen to make myself a good cup of tea. I put a leftover fajita into the microwave to heat up, my tea brewing at the same time. Once the microwave pinged and the kettle whistled I then prepared my dishes. I brought my food over to the table and sat down, devouring my food and drink.
From: unknown number.
Hey baby! Thanks for the great time tonight :) Did you get home safely? xx. H
Ok who is 'H' and why are they texting me. I was at Disney not fucking some desperate guy.
To: unknown number.
I'm sorry but who are you?
While I waited for their reply I put my dirty dishes into the sink, deciding to clean them later. I grabbed my mug of hot tea and got comfy on my sofa, now realizing that it was five past eight at night. Whoever this guy is must have not had a great time tonight if he was home by eight. My phone buzzed loudly from the table beside me and I picked it up.
From: unknown number.
So this isn't Khloe? Or are you just being silly ;) H.
I laughed at this message. I don't think the guy understands.
To: unknown number.
I think you got given a false number buddy :) I'm definitely not called Khloe.
I kind of felt a little bit bad for this guy. He had a banging time with this girl and she has went and gave him a false number, how rude but amusing for me.
From: unknown number.
Oops sorry! That chick must have given me the wrong number, damn :(
He seems genuinely upset that he got the wrong number, aw what a shame.
To: unknown number.
What a shame xx. :)
I laughed while sending that text, did not have a reason to laugh but I did anyways. I looked up at the clock and suddenly it had managed to get to ten o'clock at night. Well looks like I better watch some Netflix.
I started watching The Vampire Diaries since it's all Belle goes on about and according to her it's amazing.
I sat and watched about four episodes and now I think it's time to go to bed. It is one o'clock in the morning and I'm exhausted. I sleepily dragged myself to my bedroom and put pajamas on. I then brushed my teeth and done my business in the bathroom. I laid down in my super comfortable bed and soon enough I was fast asleep.
Hey guys! This idea kinda just came to me and I also wanted to start a new book! I hope you like this book as much as my 'Harry Styles BSM+DDM Imagine'!
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