It's Payback Time

Chapter Four: The Deadly Duo - Puss in Boots' look and Mc frigging Do

Chapter Four: The Deadly Duo - Puss in Boots' look and Mc frigging Do

Yo, I'll tell you what you want, what you really really want. So tell me what you want, what you really really want.

Never have I ever in my whole life's existence despised Wannabe til now and that's taking everything to a whole new proportion considering my addiction to the Spice Girls. Besides, this song was a classic!

So much for a peaceful night's sleep.

Fumbling around my bed side table, I was having a hard time locating where my phone was. Aside from that, I was mentally cursing whoever disrupted my sleep.

Squinting through the darkness, I continued repeatedly patting my bedside table wishing my phone would suddenly appear in my hands or better yet, my phone's ringing would stop.

After a few minutes of effortless searching, I had given up and must've fallen asleep again for a moment not too long before my phone started ringing again.

I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really zigazig ha.

I groaned in frustration. Stupid phone! Stupid caller!

For the second time around, I tried searching for my phone amidst the mess that was my bed but it wasn't anywhere to be found.

I sat up in bed as aggravated as ever til I caught sight of something dim lighting up somewhere on the floor near my mirror and did an inner happy dance that I finally found it. Getting out of bed dejectedly, I quickly got my phone and snuggled back into my covers since the ringing had subsided.

Just as I was about to slip into dreamland, my phone rang for the third time around.

I opted to ignore the ringing and sometime during the night, I even tried to switch it off but accidentally pressed the answer button which is how this awful predicament for a Saturday started. 

Saturdays are meant for "lazy mood" days! It's those kind of moods where you just want to hibernate for the rest of your life and hope for the best that no one will ever bother disturbing you. But sadly, I never get what I want. 

Which sane person would wake someone else up at flipping 3AM in the morning? No one else but Evan Landerwood. 

Somehow through the haziness of my sleep induced mind, Evan had persuaded me to come along with him to a mall to get his mom a gift for her birthday and since he had no other friends aside from me, he all but bugged me non-stop to help him out which is how we ended up at the mall, 8 hours later.

"Do you think my mom would like this?" Evan asked me for probably the 56th time today, I lost count around the 30th.

"If she wants to look like a carrot, then yes. She would definitely love that." I couldn't help the snarky reply. I was hungry, still sleepy and the cardigan he was holding up was a hideous shade of orange. He wanted me to come along therefore, he had to deal with my advanced PMS-ing.

"How about this?" he asked while holding up a pale green straight cut dress with a weirdly cut collar.

"That could work." 

"Really?" Evan asked grinning.

"Yeah, she'd look like a half eaten celery stick." I retorted back faking enthusiasm.

"Seriously? What's with all the vegetable references? Are you too hungry for your brain to function well today?" Evan bit back while returning the dress to where he originally got it from.

He was obviously peeved to have been standing up for the past 3 hours with no gift yet and probably slightly annoyed at me for not even trying to help him out. It's his fault for putting me in such a sour mood waking me up at 3 flipping am in the morning.