To: You
As it turns out, my mom didn't really want me to wake up. Dallas was just being a bitch, as usual.
"Why is she still even here?" I asked while poking my cereal around the bowl.
I finally got up after two hours of laying in my bed, and I was currently complaining to my mom. About Dallas, of course. She looked at me as if shocked and said, "She's my daughter, that's why she's still here." I rolled my eyes and continuted to eat my cereal while my mom began cleaning MJ off and getting her out of her highchair.
She clung to her chest, wrapping her arms around her neck and glaring at me. I watch as she leans and whispers something into my mom's ear. She laughs and heads into the living room where Kalin and Miles are playing their video games, which are pretty violent. "Weirdo." I mutter as MJ continues to shoot me dirty looks.
As I'm finishing my milk, I plan a goal in my head. I'm going to be productive this summer, starting as soon as possible. I wash my bowl and then go upstairs to my room, grabbing my phone after unplugging it from it's charger. I go through my contacts to see who is suitable enough to hang out with. I click a number and dial it.
After talking on the phone for about three minutes, I find out that the person I called had to work all week, but were free the whole weekend. We discussed what to do, and after a few ideas, settled on a sleepover. Let's see if I live through a whole weekend with four other girls and a gay guy.
From: Me
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To:You||Diary of Gemma Crystal
Teen FictionToday I'm going to try something new. Something that every teenager has tried at least once in their life. No, it isn't weed. It's not sex either. Although both of those sound quite...interesting, they're definitely not as serious as this. I'm going...
