I opened my eyes . My phone was shaking . It took my brain a quite long while so that I can read the caller's name .
Nathan ?
Who the hell is Nathan ?
Nathan ! Oh my god . . .
Trust me , I usually impress myself every time I wake up .
-'Hello!' I answered .
-'Have you changed your mind yet ?'
I cursed the moment I gave him my number .
-'what ? Please ,what the hell could ever happen to make me change my mind over night ?'
-'I don't know , maybe a little bit of intelligence ?'
His voice on the phone was , if possible , more annoying than usual .
-'Only , that intelligence doesn't happen .' I paused on the verb .
-' Well , it happens to people who don't already have some .'
I took a deep breath , a really profound breath . . .
-'NAAATHAN ! You damn ass ! What the hell you want from me ?' I found myself standing on my feet before I could catch up .
-'Hey , relax . I've already told you what I want .'
-'No ! My answer is 'No , on my dead body' , unless you have a less evil and a more sure idea .' I tried my best to make myself clear to him .
-'No , that's the one and only plan I agree to do .'
-'Let's try talking to them .'
-'How on earth can you understand that 1 talking will take a lot of time and unfortunately I'm not a patient person , 2 that it is useless , completely , literally and with no doubt . And 3 , I want to get rid of you and your shitty mother in the fastest way possible . '
-'Ok then , I think I know the fastest way to get rid of me right now . HANG UP ! '
Nathan , in one word , is the most egocentric , megalomaniac , narcissist person I've ever met my entire life !
Did I say in one word ?
Oups !
I threw the phone on the bed , took a deep breath trying to remember what I was thinking to do when I woke up .
That's it , a little walk .
I wore a tight sport T-shirt and jean-shorts . Before you think I somehow looked hot . Trust me , I didn't .
When I was about to leave , a little paper on the table caught my eyes . I read ;
Sorry about last night , things shouldn't have gone that way .
We have to talk tonight .
Your mother .
I left the paper on the table and got out . I honestly couldn't decide what can surprise me more , the fact that she did apologize , or if she didn't . Mom has always been the voice of reason , the wise woman . We barely had arguments , and now , we regularly have few before breakfast , some after lunch and others before going to sleep .
- ' Sweet Jules !' A calling voice took me from my thoughts .
No one in this world can call me sweet Jules but Taylor Scott . He waved from his room window .
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Fairy~Tales
Teen FictionAfter almost 4 years no see , Jules finally meets her old neighboor and one and only childhood friend , Taylor Scott ... And , as always , nothing happens as in Jules' fairy imagination ... Everything turns out the opposite way : her mother decides...