New Beginnings

Evan's POV

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I say up in my bed, the cold smoothie running down my back, causing me to shiver. I got up from my bed ad looked at the clock-7:15-it read. "Mommmm!"i yelled from my door,"what time does the bus get here?"

"Evan the bus pass says it comes at 6:40." She yelled back up.

Okay if it comes at 6:40 and it's 7:15.....oh crap! "Mom! Why didn't you wake me earlier?!"

"Well, I just really wanted to pour smoothie on you so I just decided to wait, until the bus left." She stated as if it was the most logical thing in the universe.

"Really mom?!?" I yelled again.

"Yes, and stop yelling the neighbors are going to think were some crazy, loud no good people." She finished.

Shaking my head, I quickly ran to the bathroom to turn on the water. As it was heating up, I ran to my closet. What to wear? What to wear? I decided on a pink button down with the selves rolled up, my dark denim Levie's and to finish my perfect out fit off with a navy and pink bow tie with my black hipster glasses. I looked at my outfit all laid out on my bed, and just admired it. Like really, I stayed looking at it and just thinking, wow I'm so fashionable. Ugh, my gays showing.

"Evan are you in the shower yet? Don't be wasting the hot water!" my mom called up, breaking my fashion trance. Running to the bathroom, I quickly stripped off my smoothie-soaked pajamas. And hopped in. After 10 minutes I turned off the water. Teaching for my towel...that wasn't there...Crap. "Mommmmm can you get me a towel please, best mother I the world?" I yelled from the bathroom.

"Yes, my favorite son, I'll be right there," she called back from the kitchen. A minute later she opened the door and set a washcloth on the toilet seat." There you are my fine lad," she said sarcastically, bowed and left. Ugh really? This woman. Sometimes she acts more like my best friend then my mother. I picked up the washcloth, sighing, and proceeded to dry myself with it. I fell so stupid, and I quickly ran back to the safety of my room, from which my mother would not go in. After drying myself off with a real towel, I put my shirt on and slipped into y favorite pair of Levie's. Adding my finishing touches, my bow tie and glasses, I was ready to go. I walked downstairs and mom had made chocolate chip cookies. For breakfast? "Mom what's for breakfast?" I asked her as she pulled out another tray of cookies from the oven. The sweet aroma of fresh baked cookies filled the room. "Are we having cookies for breakfast?" I asked, not that I was complaining or anything.

"Don't be stupid Evan! We're also having milk." She stated again as if it was the most logical thing in the world...I swear, sometimes I don't know how in still saine, living with her. I grabbed my cookies and milk, grabbed my books and lunch, kissed my mom bye and walked out the door.

"Oh Evan one more thing before you leave-" she started and then broke out in a giggle fit"-It's Saturday..." Then I face palmed myself. It's Saturday I don't have class until Monday. Omg I'm going to kill her.

AN:Omg hahaha it was Saturday. Silly Evan. I hope it's not just me, but I'm in love with his mom. XD is that's weird? She's cra lik me. She baked cookies for f*cking breakfast!!! That's awesome. Comment, fan, vote, and follow!!

~xXCookiezandCakeXx