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Chapter 9 - Egg
I seriously need to egg Mariah's house. Now! I mean who does she think she is? That bitch is going to get it good. I ask her personally if she's saying stuff and she denies it. Even though I know she knowing her big twit mouth won't keep itself shut. And, then, on top of that people come and tell he IS saying shit. I mean what the hell? I definitely have to text Nicole to ask her to accompany me. These thoughts have been wondering through my head ever since I got home from school. Sitting up in my bed I reach my hand to check if my phone is where it usually is. Not finding it I look in my bed. Nothing. I practically searched my whole room. Where the hell is it?
Digging through my locket box I find nothing. Did I leave it outside? Downstairs? Where? Placing my sandals on I rush downstairs putting my hands in my the back pocket of my flowery jeans. I quickly rush down the stairs asking, "Have you seen my phone?" I wait through the dining room spying from the corner of my eye hungry William.
"Yeah, it's in the kitchen," He stuffs his fork full of spaghetti in his mouth. Though he doesn't sound sincere or anything. I know he's probably still thinking about Alexis because I in hell have been thinking about David. I could see it right through his face "thanks," I said leading myself in the kitchen. I unlock it and text Nicole
-WE HAVE TO EGG MARIAH'S HOUSE!!-
Not that the Capitals weren't enough ,but, I had to. She knows I'm eager when I text in all caps I don't evn text in all caps when I'm mad. Putting it back in my pocket I walk to the table to sit across from William. I must admit something's are weird around him but, some aren't. It's like we are getting use to each other. But, it's kind of weird to say that by itself. Then, my phone chimes before I could say something to him.
-Mariah? We don't fit in your Z. How about I drive to your house and we can take of from there?
*Beauty-
I hadn't thought about that Mariah's house was not so close to mine I wouldn't want to walk all the way over there besides running too. But, the thing is that will I be able to go with William? Will he evn approve? I better not tell him anything.
-Alright, sounds good. Time?-
I text back not looking away from my phone screen.
-Dark. We don't want to be seen.-
I take a deep sigh. -Alright- I text back
-Pack up a hoodie-
A hoodie? I look wickedly at my phone? Do I even need to put my hair in a bun? School was a shack today what a better way to start my week as in Monday egging a house? Though it would be better if it was Friday, but, I would love to see Mariah's face nevertheless.
Running up the stairs I take a quick nap before I could start getting ready. Most likely I would only be a sleep for about two hours.
I had changed into a pair of black comfortable jeans, a black muscle shirt; put my hair in a bun with dark make-up, black Nikes, and my hoodie. Hell, I look like a rocker. Then I think I'm twenty and I'm egging someone's house? How childish of me? I'm in college not in high school. Oh, what the hell bring back the old days. The, I receive a message from Nicole. Show time.
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