"Oh mother dear!" I screeched as I walked in the door of the house.
"Applecake!" she yelled from the other room, "you're home!"
"I met a girl! And I finally know what love is!"
"Oh, Lollypie, that's fantastic!" she said. "When did you meet her?"
"About twenty minutes ago."
"But, Darlingpop," she hesitated, "how do you know you love her if you just met her?"
"It's true love mom!" I replied, stomping my foot and crossing my arms.
She just smiled at me as I stormed up to my room.
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I lay on my bed, taking more selfies. I then scrolled through them, figuring out which ones to delete.
"Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect," I read out. It's just too hard to delete my perfect face.
"Baby!" my phone screeched, playing the first note of "Baby" by Justin Bieber. I was a total Belieber, all of his songs were absolute art! I loved the originality, the high quality, the way they weren't repetitive at all! Just everything!
I dragged myself back to the present. Astrea texted me! I squealed and hopped up from my bed, jumping up and down. I ran my hands through my hair, and sat back down, crossing my legs.
"Hey" the text said.
I squealed again.
"Shut your mouth!" Bella screamed through the wall. "You sound like a rat giving birth!"
"Well you look like a rat giving birth!" I screamed back, patting myself on the back for my amazing comeback. I did it again, for my amazing rhyme. Back with back, man I'm on fire.
"Hey," I replied, starting to hyperventilate.
We went through a normal conversation, with only a few, or more than a few, typos from me. Autocorrect was my best friend.
Eventually, I popped the question.
"Will you marr-wait, wrong question." I typed.
"Wanna come over later?" It was conveniently Friday, and only around 5pm. Perfect!
She sent back several laughing faces.
I stared at the three little typing dots until a single word appeared. "Maybe," it said.
"Yes!" I screeched, and ignored the bangs of my little sister's fist against the wall separating our rooms, because maybe basically meant yes in my book!
"Around 6?" I asked.
"I'm not sure" she replied.
"Come on," I said, "no one's gonna be home."
"Fine," she replied with fineality
"Yes!" I screamed again.
I heard Bella groan in defeat from her room.
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(Mis)-Adventures ✔️
Short StoryThis short story is focused on Lukas, a random and immature teen just looking for love. From the library to a mental hospital to the underworld itself, Lukas sure gets his fill of adventure, in fact, he probably gets more than he ever asked for. (A...
