Author's Note:
Oh yeah, double updates. (Read in Dan Howell's voice)
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I am still on cloud nine from yesterday's happenings. And no one could put me down. I wake up really early with a huge grin and a faint blush on my cheeks. I feel ecstatic and felt like dancing. So, I scroll trough my Ipod, connect it to my speakers and pick Happy by Pharrell Williams.
It might seem crazy what I'm 'bout to say
I start free style dancing around my room. Jumping around in circles and waving my hands in the air. I shake my hips in time with the beats of the music.
Because, I'm happy!
Clap along if you feel like a room with a roof
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
I start singing with Pharrell Williams in the chorus and jump on the bed, flip my hair around. I flop down on the mattress and I laugh happily and sigh out of joy. My heart is beating so fast and I'm panting. Wow, that was fun. I probably burned some fats along the way there. A trickle of sweat beads on my forehead, I wipe it with the back of my hand. I relive my birthday all over in my head again; the hoodie, the arcade and the stuffed toy. It brings a smile to my face, I grope the minion stuffed toy and hug it. I raise it and adore it's flaws and the memories it came with. Especially, who it was from. I hug it again and I feel bubbly. I just stare at the ceiling whilst hugging his first gift to me. Come to think of it, I don't have anything to do today - Isabelle's out of town with her family, Mira's busy, Al is competing at the Divisional Table Tennis Competition. Which leaves, Luis. I think if hanging out with Luis will be a good idea. I was so deep in thought that I notice my mom beside my bed and shouting at me - a bit annoyed, but not mad.
"Wha- what?" I said, startled.
"I've been calling your attention for at least three minutes now." She explains.
"I'm sorry." I sit up and fix my self. "What were you trying to say to me?"
"I said breakfast's served." I nod and slowly stand up from the bed. She almost goes out of the room when she stops and peaks her head back in my door. "Also, we're going outside for a trip to the park. Might as well get ready after eating, okay?" She waits for my response.
"Oh, yeah sure. I'll be down in a minute." She nods and scurries off downstairs. I stand still there for a few seconds and check my phone for any messages and went out my room. As I was about to go down, I felt something peculiar. I stop on my tracks and notice something yellow, I look at my hand and saw that I was still holding the stuffed minion toy. I dash back to my room and leave it on my bed - patting it on its head - then I closed my bedroom door. I walk down the hallway and a sharp pain shoots me on the gut. I put my hand on my knees and the other against the wall for support.
Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale.
I do this routine for about a minute and the pain disappears. These surprise pain happen every other day, I'm beginning to question my stomach. Am I just hungry? Yeah, I may just be hungry. I continue to go downstairs and sit down beside Freida in the dining table. We thank God for the food and then started eating silently.
I finished my breakfast quickly and carried my plate into the kitchen and put it on the sink. I head back upstairs and noticed that my window was slightly opened. Hm, strange. I decided to go and close it when I saw something reflect in my eyes outside the tree near my window. I take a closer look and saw that there was a necklace with a heart as a pendant - dangling on a branch. I took it and examined the necklace. There was a letter 'J' carved on the heart, which was very peculiar. Since, I didn't have any letter 'J's in my name. Maybe, it wasn't mine? Or maybe somebody dropped it and a bird picked it up and dropped it in the tree? Yes, that must be it.
I decided to just put it on my jewelry box first and ask the neighbors about it tomorrow. I proceeded to the bathroom and took my clothes off and threw it to the hamper and started singing in the shower.
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When I was finished, I scrutinized my closet for something to wear to the park. Whilst doing that, I felt a heavy feeling on my back, like someone was watching me. I turned to look around my room and decided to brush it off. I settled down on wearing an orange checkered polo and white slacks. I had my things ready, when my phone suddenly vibrated. The number was unknown.
"Hello?" I ask.
". . ." Nobody answers, just breathes.
"Uh, hello?" I ask again, beginning to panic.
"I'm watching you. . ." A voice says.
"Who's this?" My voice unsettling. And then, the caller laughs and the laugh was way too familiar.
"Hahahaha. You should've heard your voice!" And then I knew it, it was Isabelle. That little meanie. And I literally mean, 'little'.
"What the heck, Isabelle? You scared me." I scold her yet she just continues laughing.
"Haha. Ha-ha. . . Okay, okay. I'm calmed down now." She says out of breath yet holding in giggles.
"My phone vibrated and it was an unknown number and you pretended to have this different voice and-and you just laughed. You laughed at me!" I ranted.
"Your voice was just so funny and I almost imagined you doing your panic face." Then she fits into laughter again.
"How can you even call me? You don't have a phone." I ask her, slightly annoyed.
"Well, my father has a phone." She says back.
"Touche." I told her. We talked for a few minutes and she dropped the call, telling me that her father needs his cellphone back. Turns out she sneaked and took his father's phone without permission. That crazy girl, she'll be grounded for sure. Well, not that she actually goes out of the house that much. She's kind of an indoor person, hence, her very pale complexion.
I head downstairs and lay down on the couch while waiting for my sisters and mother to finish dressing. I browse through the channels and settled on a music channel. I listen to the music and bob my head up and down with the beat until I got bored and opened my phone. I logged in to my facebook and scrolled through my newsfeed, liking random posts along the way. And finally, I hear my sisters' and mother's footsteps going down stairs. We entered our car and mom drove to the park.
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We have been in the park for just twenty minutes, and I am bored slowly to death. Kill me now. Well, not literally, I meant it in a hypothetical way - Well, you get the point. I have been guarding Freida for the past twenty minutes, just watching her switch rides from slides to swings to sandbox - Come to think of it, why does almost all rides on the park start with the letter 'S'?
"Charm!" I shout to call my sister's attention.
"Yeah?" She removes an earphone and gives me half her attention. I took the chance.
"I-uh-I got to pee. My bladder's going to explode if I don't release it any time soon. Y'know what Elsa says, Let it go!" I lied to her and made a failed goofy smile.
"Sure, just come back as soon as you finish. I don't want to take responsibility for any injuries." She says, buying my lie and I nod and dash off.
I go somewhere near the lake and sit by the dock. Letting my legs sway while I lay my head back. I just looked at the blue sky and its fluffy, white clouds moving swiftly across the sky. I took this opportunity to relax and meditate. It went like that for exactly two minutes when I heard something in the water. I sit up and observe the lake water for any movements. Then, I spotted a paper boat floating in the water towards me. I pick it up when it hit my toes and there was a note inside, glad that didn't got wet. I began to read what was written inside the paper.
Dearest Grace,
I hope you're enjoying the peace and quiet at the lake.
Be careful and good luck, my darling.
After reading the message, I began to feel confused, uneasy, panicky and scared. Someone was watching me. I panickly scanned the area for any people or even eyes, yet I didn't see anyone suspicious. There were just a bunch of couples, teenagers and families. I quickly got up and returned to Freida and Charm.
Who sent this message and what does Be careful and good luck mean?
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Just Bad Luck
Teen FictionA story about a girl and a boy who fall in love with each other in a series of big-time blunders with a whole lot of bad luck. (Written at the age of 13. Read at your own risk. *cringes*) Copyright © 2015 itsluigi