The Surfer Hottie<3

Chapter fourteen<3

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~M-e-l-a-n-i-e-'s  (POV)~

 *SUNDAY*

i felt my phone vibrating under my pillow, waking me up.

keeping my eyes closed i slowly grabbed it and answered it.

"hello?" i answered sleep evident in my voice.

"......" no response.

"Heelllllo!?"  i yelled annoyed that they woke me up for nothing.

"Don't call if you're not gunna talk you suckerr!!" i said frustrated.

i sighed.

opening my eyes to end the call, i instantly felt stupid.

oops..

it was only a text message.

--good mornin girlie! meet me in the cafe in an hour?-- Bianca

i was to lazy to even move.

i replied  --  sure(:  - -

then threw my phone to the side.

Yesterday,  i spent all day in with Nina and she helped me unpack a little bit, while i helped her clean. Then we just had a Vampire Diaries marathon. i had a lot of fun.

this morning was a completely different story.

i sat up slowly, dreading the day.

I felt unlike myself and really home sick. Well I didn’t really miss the place, just the few people I was close to.

I grabbed my phone and called bailey.

After a few rings it went to voice mail.

“Heyllo! Congratulations!! This is Baylie’s cellular mobile that you have called! She probably didn’t answer because she doesn’t like you… or her dumb ass of a brother dropped it in the toilet again….-Oh!! But Mel, if this is you then keep callin’ till I answer or leave me a message cuz I freakin miss you-..BEEEEEP”

I rolled my eyes at her weird recording.

“Bayy!! What the hell was the point of getting a new phone if you’re not going to answer it?! Anyway, I just needed to talk to you...I feel really shitty and I miss you guys. Call me back you nugget!!” I gave a short laugh missing our craziness together.

Ending the call, I threw myself back on my bed, and deeply sighed.

I looked around my room in boredom.

I was almost all unpacked, just two more boxes of clothes to go.

My room wasn’t really organized, I had things everywhere.

Books, clothes, shoes, accessories, toiletries, scattered everywhere.   

My dark blue surfboard randomly lay on the floor by my closet, which was also a mess.

My gaze wondered over at my desk and noticed the giant stuffed panda, that i won at the fair with Damon, on the chair. 

All of a sudden I got this weird feeling in my chest just thinking about him.

Damon…I didn’t even know what to think about him but just his name causes an effect on me.

(~~And not because it was the same name as hottie Ian Somerholder...