Chapter 5:
First Friday
Today is now the first Friday and I need to go to David's house for the stupid project I have with him.
Yes I have a crush on him but he can be a retard sometimes.
Right now Camila just dropped me off at my house and I told my mom I have a project with the backdoor neighbors.
"Oh ok and bring them some homemade cookies I just made" she said with a smile.
"Fine" I said grabbing the basket full of cookies and i'm on my way to knock on David's door. I knocked then David opened the door.
"Come in" he said opening the door wider.
"Thanks" I said coming inside.
The house felt cozy like a pillow.
"I brought some cookies for your parents" I said putting them on a table.
"Ill give it to them when they are here."
I nodded.
"Lets work on the project upstairs in my room"
"Ok" I said following him.
We entered his room and I sat on a chair by his desk. He left the room and brought in another chair.
I started working on the project and David was to lazy so he just laid back in his chair doing nothing.
I turned my chair to look at him when I suddenly feel something fuzzy on my lap. I look down and there is pieces of my hair. When I look at David he has a pair of scissors in his hand.
Did he just cut my hair?!
I threw him one of my death glares. He got up from his chair and started running. I chased after him and he was about to go to the back door. The door was locked from outside so he couldn't get out.
I took a step towards him. He had this really scared face.
"Haha" I laughed.
"What?" he said.
"Your face was hilarious" I said clutching my stomach. "You were so frightened from me"
"Was not"
"Yeah you were"
"You should better be getting home now" he said waiting for me outside.
"Let me just get my stuff from your room" I said jogging upstairs.
When I got there I put my notebook and textbook inside my back pack. I put it on my back and saw a picture frame down on his night stand. I, of curiosity, wanted to see the picture.
I grabbed the picture frame and saw a fifteen year old David with a blonde haired girl around the same age with blue eyes.
Who is it?
David might think where I am. So I put the picture frame down and rushed out of the room.
"Thanks David, I really did have fun even though you can be annoying." I smirked "and thanks for the haircut." I grinned remembering David face when he was scared.
"I wasn't scared sweetheart" he said with a pink tint on his cheeks.
"Bye Mr.Bad Boy"
"Your calling me Mr. Bad Boy now"
"Yup 'cause you call me sweetheart"
"Ok bye"
Who was that girl in the picture?
I thought before going to sleep.
~Authors note~
Sorry if it was short! Next chapter is on the way!
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