Ex + Me = Happily Married? I Don't Think So! [Arranged Marriage Story].

Ex + Me = Happily Married? I Don't Think So!

A/N:

Hey; new story. I know there are a lot of arranged marriages, but it sounds like fun =)

Chapter 1

Ex + Me = Happily Married? I Don't Think So!

"Caitlin, wake up before I drag you out of bed, you big douche bag."

I heard my sister call up from somewhere in my room.

I rolled over and groaned.

"Go away!" I exclaimed, moving my arm like a retard, my voice muffled into my pillow.

"What ever, I guess I'll just have to go get a bucket of freezing cold water" she smirked, extending the word freezing.

I quickly sat up in bed, and looked at her with vicious eyes.

"You would never do that!" I protested.

She smiled, "Oh that's just the start of what I would do".

"Okay, okay, I'm up, are you freaking happy" I screamed in her face, looking around my bed to find my hair tie.

I played with my hair rapidly, knowing how unnecessarily messy it was.

Once I had found my hair tie, I walked lazily towards the bathroom and brushed my hair, straightened it, and put it up in a high ponytail.

I looked through my closet and found myself satisfied with black skinny jeans and a peach pink tank top.

It read 'I dare you too mess with me, b-tch'.

I placed a layer of light pink lipstick over my already perfectly shaded lips.

I did my last thick layer of mascara before rushing down the stairs with my bag.

"We have got to go, I don't want to be late" she screamed at me, like it was such a big deal.

You know, if I could I would just skip school all together.

Unfortunately my mum is a different story.

"Why? You don't even enjoy school" I argued with her.

She grabbed a muesli bar and took a huge bite out of it, and swallowed it whole.

She rushed outside the door with me beside her.

"Yes, but I don't particularly like detention either" she pointed out.

I shrugged, I couldn't argue with that.

She got in the car and was just about to take off when I quickly grabbed hold of the window.

"Mind not leaving without your sister?" I asked her, a pathetic look on my face.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, I just..."

She tried to think of a perfect excuse, but before she could I jumped into the car and signalled her to drive.

The car ride was silent, yet not painful. I didn't really enjoy talking in the car anyway.

Once we arrived at school I ran up to my favourite tree and sat under it.

My best friend Lea, or Elila [Eye-Lee-La] ran up to me.

"Hey Catie" she smiled politely.

"I'm. So. Damn. Tired" I cried out.

"Wow, same, but why did you miss the first 2 periods?" she asked me, a short chuckle, as she sat down.

"I did?" I giggled.

The day went past in what felt like as little as an hour, probably because I missed two hours an a half of work, but still...