Beep... Beep.... I woke up to the sound of my alarm, Wait; it’s what... 12:24.... suddenly...
The song "So What" by Pink started to play on my alarm clock "NA NA NA NA NA ..." I only play this song during.... wait for it... wait for it... WEEKENDS!!!!!....
I continued listening to the song, I jumped off my bed, preparing and then I started singing along with the song and even dance to a few of its beats..... "So what? I'm still a rock star... I got my rock moves... And I don't need you...."
"Yes, finally it’s a weekend!...." I rejoiced in my mind. I get to wake up late. No school. And best of all NO JAMES. "Take that James Cole Heath; it's not everywhere you get to ruin a good day!!!" I literally screamed. I got to my drawer which has a secret compartment... inside was my diary. Hey no one's too old to keep one. Condoms. Just for precautionary measures, you'll never know when you'll need one. And so many other stuffs....I'm not gonna spill everything; duh... that's why it’s called a SECRET compartment. Some stuff here are of beautiful memories, like the first thing I got from a guy... Call me cheesy or romantic but I too have a heart unlike that Ja - -.... I cursed. “Today is a James free day... so.., DO NOT THINK OF HIM. SAY HIS NAME or WHATSOEVER IS RELATED TO HIM."
"Ahhhh" I squealed, like a five-year old kid. After searching my secret compartment, I found what I was looking for. I got to my bed; with me is a little doll and a needle. Guess who? The doll had golden hair, blue buttons as eyes... and a heart on his t-shirt. Yes, it’s James Cole Heath. I picked one of my pins and started murdering the poor doll... well, voodoo doll. I started pinching the heart shaped on its t-shirt with my pins. I mean I guess that's what voodoo people do in the movies I’ve seen.
"Hahaha, take this you monster.... I bought you for quite a cost in EBay, y' know.... Now, feel my wrath... The wrath of Tori Finch... You're a Jerk... No wait, you’re a Jerkifer... Ohhh, yes I just said it... You're a Jerk and maybe your even one of Luci - -" I was left with an awful pose. I mean imagine me kneeling on my bed, with a pin on my hand, evil murderous eyes, freaky smile and a doll. Harry had opened the door, I hadn't paid any attention that he has been knocking on my door, since I was too busy sucking the life out of James the doll. He was left too with a shocked expression, he could have fainted right there in front of the door. I mean can you blame the old man. But then he quickly composed himself back. “Uhmmm Good Morning, Ms. Finch, your mother has requested you to come down stairs and have breakfast together." He said, clearing his throat. Then he left while I was left with my embarrassing pose.
After that you may say, was the voodoo-weird-pose incident, I quickly ran downstairs with my towel wrapped on my head, with me is my plain white tee underneath my gray blazer paired with black jeans and my fluffy bed-time-slippers. "Hi, mom!!" I happily said in a cheerful singing voice.
"Hi, dear. You seem to be in such a good mood..?!" Mom asks suspiciously. "So does this happy mood of yours mean you've chosen to stay in Cambridge High?" She asks hopeful.
"Sorry to break and crush your dreams, mommy dearest, but NOPE" I answered as the sound of my "P" popped like a bubblegum.
"Hmmmm, a boy?" She asks with a glimpse of being intrigue.

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How I Met The Jerk (A Promise Of Forever and Always)
ChickLitLife is like a story.. There is always gonna be that wicked witch bringing you down. There's always gonna be that fairy helping you along the way, and there's always that prince charming... and there is always always going to be a HAPPY EVER AFTER...