The liquid burned my skin. Red spread through the area. Her smirk stayed on her face as she said "Oh my gosh!!! I'm so sorry." Sarcasm oozed from her mouth. My mouth gaped open like a fish out of water. I couldn't control myself. I stood up and raised my hand. The palm of my hand stung after the impact against her face. She stared my down. I gave her a smile and said a simple sorry. And of course, I didn't mean it.
I went to my car not explaining myself to Cameron. I speed home fast and furious. The coffee was now freezing against me. My foot never even touched the brake pedal until I had to park. Tears had come which was probably the worst part. I hated being so vulnerable. I knew Olivia would be there to comfort me. I walked throw the door and slammed it shut. I through my keys on the couch and ran upstairs.
After I changed into nice pajamas and plopped on the bed my phone buzzed. Cameron annoyingly perfect face flashed on the slightly cracked screen. I pressed the red button and put my head down on the decorative pillows covering my white sheets and blankets. Tears left marks on my sticky face. I toke a shower when I realized I looked like a hot mess without the hot.
I went downstairs and grabbed some of my favorite Halloween movies since I was three years old. Amity Ville Horror, Wax House, and The Hills Have Eyes. I made some popcorn and went back upstairs. I was a little upset bout the fact that Olivia went out on a date and didn't tell me. She had a new girlfriend named Danielle. I haven't meant her yet tho. I toke my movies and snacks upstairs. After two movies I was out like a light.
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The morning birds tweeted a new song. It was Thursday so I had to get to classes. I had four classes everyday. Math, Speech, Arts, and my other curriculum for teaching. My goal was to be a middle school educator.
Anyways after classes I decided to treat myself with a homemade cake. The flour and sugar mixed well together with the milk and other stuff. The white cake fluffed up as it baked. I iced it with a white frosting and put on some fondant. I only knew how to make one kind of flower with icing. I put roses all over it. It was perfect.
When the girls came home we finished off the cake with nothing left but the spoons we ate it with. Cams calls became consistent I just didn't feel like talking to him. I wasn't mad or anything. Perhaps I should text him?
Me: Look, I'm not mad just need my space K??
Cam: Just give me a call plz.
I ignored him as usual.
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College Gals
Teen FictionThree friends try to have the time of their lives at their first year of college. Boys, drama, and parties, oh my!