What About Today?

two.

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"Wake up, beautiful." Micah said leaving small kisses on my cheek. I rubbed my eyes open and looked at him angrily.

It was 7:00 AM and Micah has been trying to wake me up for the last half hour. I wouldn't of have been this difficult, but we went to sleep at 3:00 because Micah couldn't go to sleep. So I had every right to be cranky, a girl needs her beauty sleep.

"Why are you mad?" He asked me adding a chuckle at the end.

"You woke me up." I answered, still frowning.

"Because we have school."

"Ugh! I don't want to go to school." I whined, kicking the covers off from on top of me.

"What about that chem exam you have today?" He reminded me.

I groaned and sat up causing Micah to laugh, "Quit laughing at me!"

He laughed again, then hovered over me when he saw my unamused expression. "Ok, ok, I'll stop," He said. "Come on, go take a shower." Micah hopped off the bed and pulled me towards the bathroom. I guess you could say I wasn't a morning person, trust me when I say that Micah has a lot of patience with me in the mornings. 

I finally gave in and hopped in the shower, once I got in it wa like I never wanted to get out. I swear if Micah didn't come in and tell that it was already 7:15, I would have stayed there for ever. 

I wrapped the towel around my body and walked back to my room where an outfit had been picked out for me. I couldn't help but smile at the fact that Micah had taken the time to pick out what I would wear today. That's when I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind me and a kiss gently placed on my neck. 

"Those pants make your butt look good." He said. 

"Oh, how romantic of you." I sarcastically let out. 

He laughed and smacked my butt, "Come on, get dressed, we're already late." 

I did as told and put on the clothes he had picked out for me, which was my black high-waisted pants and my pink floyd muscle tee with some black vans. It wouldn't of have been my outfit of choice, but it didn't look bad either. I quickly did my make up and didn't bother doing my hair, I never really do. 

I made my way down stairs and found Micah leaning against the front door staring intensely at his phone. 

"Who are you texting?" I asked causing him to jump and quickly put his phone in his pocket. 

"No one," He told me. "Let's go." I rolled my eyes and followed him out the door. I knew he was lying and worst of all, he knew that I knew he was lying because I was upset now. I made that clear when I slammed the door of his car extra hard after I got in and didn't talk to him all the way to school. I didn't even let him get a kiss goodbye, I just walked to my class without saying a word to him, unfortunately he has the same class as me. 

I decided to sit next to Rodney because I knew it'd piss Micah off. Rodney always flirted with me and Micah hated it, so every time I got mad at him, I went to Rodney too show him that two can play that game of his. 

Immature, I know, but he was asking for it.

"Boyfriend piss you off?" Rodney asked, but he didn't have to, he already knew the answer to that question. 

I nodded and let out my signature, 'please help me smile' and he smirked. I don't exactly know why, but Rodney loved to piss Micah off just as much as I did in these situations. 

Rodney was cute, I'm not going to lie, some say he's even better looking that Micah, I of course don;t see it. He was tall and muscular, he had light brown hair and blue eyes, like I said he was cute, but Micah will always be number one for me. 

"I don't think you need my help, you checking me out is pissing him off just as much." He whispered in my ear. 

I playfully pushed him away, "I was not checking you out." I said quietly so that only he could hear me. 

"Yeah, sure you weren't," He said sarcastically. "So what he'd do this time?"

"He's hiding something from me." I answered. 

"When is he not?" Rodney questioned. 

I didn't respond because I knew it would be pointless to defend my relationship at this point. I didn't really care what other people thought about the way we handled things anymore. They would have to be living in my shoes to understand why I forgive him numerous times. 

Before I knew it, the period ended and I made sure to walk out of class without waiting for Micah like I usually did. I walked over to my locker and seconds later the wild Micah appeared. 

"I don't want to talk to you." I said aggressively while grabbing books from my locker and putting them in my bag. 

"Well, that's not an option." Micah said. 

The bell rung for the next period, "Watch me make it an option. Now if you would excuse me, I'm going to be late for class." I slammed the locker and walked away from him, which lasted 0.2 seconds. 

"I don't care, we're talking," He said after he grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking. "You know that I don't like that Rodney kid, yet you go on and flirt with him." 

"So, it's alright when you go on and fuck other girls and do God knows what with them, but when I talk to a guy you don't get along with there's a problem?" I questioned. 

"You're right," He admitted. Wow, that was easy. "I'm sorry."

"Who were you texting the morning?" I repeated the questions from earlier today. 

"Sarah texted me, but I never responded, I swear." He told me. 

"Then why did you feel the need to lie?" I asked.

"Because, I knew you'd be mad." 

"Yet, I still ended up being mad." I pointed out. 

He walked closer and cupped my face, I shouldn't be surprised by his gestures anymore, but I somehow always am. 

"I'm sorry." He apologized once more. 

I rolled my eyes and smiled, "Whatever." 

He smiled and pulled me in closer for a hug, I then told him I needed to get to class and he let me go. The rest of the day flew by pretty quickly, I had lunch with Micah and his friends, but we didn't pay much attention to them and after school we went straight to Micah's house. 

We didn't bother saying 'hi' to his parents, Micah's mom was always at work and his dad was always passed out on the couch, so we always just went straight to his room. I threw my bag on the floor and walked over to his drawers to grab one of his sweats and changed into them shortly after.

"You want to order pizza or Chinese?" He asked me.

I laid down on his bed next to him and said, "Pizza." 

Pizza was probably the one thing I loved more than Micah...No lie. 

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