I woke up to see that John had replied to my email.John Adams has replied to your email:
Of course.Only two words. Don't get me wrong, I was happy I could say for longer... but. I was disappointed that he didn't put as much effort into his reply as I did for my question. I thanked him, and he wrote more.
John Adams has sent you an email:
If you stay longer than two months, ask Valerie to sign you up for school.School... anxiety washed over me, Consuming me like a wave pulling its victim under. I tried to fight my way to the surface, but it was to late. I had drowned.
I started Hyperventilating, so I reached into the draw on my bedside table and pulled out my inhaler.
Breath.
Breath.
Breath.
I could breath, and think again. I took deep shaky breaths, filled with fear.
I-I have to go back to school?
But I was still fat. Snap out of it, you have one more month to lose weight. I had to tell Alex.
I'm going to have to start exercising even more.I ran out into the hall way, and being my clumsy self, I ran into someone. I looked up to see Harry's eyes, steering back at me with amusement.
"I'm sorry" I smiled up at him, and he wrapped me in a hug. "I did see you yesterday" he said, making my heart speed up.
He noticed?
I noticed, but he noticed?
"Yeah, you miss me?" I asked wrapping my arms around his neck. "Of corse" He said, placing a soft kiss on my nose.
Those lips!
I felt my checks heat up. He's so cute! He's so perfect!
"So, I was wondering. Maybe I could take you on a date on Friday. Since we haven't officially had one" he said smiling down at me.
"Yes! I mean, that would be nice. You can pick me up at 6, cause that's when Ambers party starts"
He nodded with a slight chuckle, "Your cute when your bossy"
I slapped his chest, making him chuckle again."Well, I have to go to school, I'll see you later" he said, placing another soft kiss on my forehead.
When he walked around the corner, I pounded my fists in the air.
IM GOING ON MY VERY FIRST DATE!
I was so excited I could feel my heart pump out of my chest, trying to break out of its cage of ribs.
Wait.... what will I wear.Now I had to things to tell Alex.
I sprinted though the house, and into Alex's room where he was brushing his teeth. "Alex! You will never believe what just happened!" I basically shouted at him. He laughed, choking on toothpaste, but I was WAY to excited to laugh.
"What, is it woman" he said smiling. "Harry and me are going on a date on Friday!" I squealed. "Aww, I ship you guys. Wait. Do you even know what to wear?!" He asked.
"No" I replied with shame.
"And this is why you need me. Will will figure it out tonight!" He ordered. I nodded Excitedly, "thank you so much!"
"Now leave, my minion, I have to get ready for school." He laughed pushing my out of his room.
I laughed, but stopped when he slammed the door in my face. "Rude!" I said and I could hear his laugh from the other side of the door.The day passed slowly as it was filled with my Agonising pain from 'over working out' cause that's a thing Apparently, even when your my weight. Obviously I didn't listen to Alex who told me to stop working out, so I did. And in doing so I had lost 5KG is and I'm very proud of myself.
The week strolled by casually and it finally came to be Friday. So much anxiety was able to pool in my stomach, it was flooded. "What if he doesn't like me? What if I look bad? What if he thinks I'm to fat? W-what if" I stuttered and rambled out my problems. "Shut up! Shut up, shut up. Girl you look fine. You look very fine. Look in the mirror if you don't believe me" Alex argued cutting me off.
I had no idea where Harry was taking me so Alex dressed me in jeans and a nice top. It was a long sleeved black, strappy and had sparkles along the collar and on the cuffs. I was very much in love with it.
But not the body that was Modelling it.Alex had been doing my make up and hair, he couldn't have made me look that good, so I was scared to look at my reflection.
I didn't like my face... maybe make up fixed it.
I slowly looked up into the mirror.
"What the bacon!" I exclaimed. I had eyelashes! And he had put a light brown eye shadow on my lids, making my eyes pop.
My lip stick was slightly darker than my normal shade, my hair was slightly curled and had beach wave that Crusaded down my back and I was excited. I looked presentable.
"D-do you think he will like it?" I asked, honestly scared of the answer.
"Yes. He will love it" he said, looking at me as if I was a masterpiece he had painted.

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