And Then She Grew Up

Chapter 2

Angie's POV:
"Angie get up or I'll dump water on you." Someone says as I try to pry my eyes open.

"Mmmmsjaiad" I mumble as I turn over away from the stupid shining sun.

"You know what, I'm just gonna do it anyways." The voice says again. Wait. What did he say he was-
My thoughts are interrupted by freezing cold water being dumped on me. Ohhh.. that's what it was.

"D-D-Dylan!" I stutter. I clump into a ball so that I can get warmer.

"You weren't getting up!" he defends.

"I can't just magically get up right away!" I yell, "I'm not a magician!"

"You're not?" He asks.

"UGH! M-Mom!" I yell. About 2 minutes later, she comes into the room. Her eyes widen at what she sees.

"Dylan! I told you to wake her up! Not give her frostbite!" She screams.

"Oh." He mumbles, "Sorry Angie." He sighs, looking innocent as ever before his glum look twisted into an evil smirk.

"Oh my gosh, just get out." I groan.

"Ok. Ok!"

"Dylan I'm leaving." I yell. Not even waiting for an answer, I walk out the door.

I decide to just walk to Emily's since it isn't that far away and I still had an hour until the bus came.
As I'm about to knock on her door, my phone starts to buzz.

"Hey-o" I chirp into the phone.

"I need your help!" Emily whines, "I dont know what to do with my hair!"

"I'm at your door," I inform her.

"Well come in! I dont have a lot of time!" She rushes out. I quickly open the door and hurry up the stairs. When I get in there, the first thing I look at it what she is wearing. I smirk.

"You've done well young Emilka"

She rolls her eyes.

"Don't call me that... you know I hate that name. Now help me with my hair." She orders as we both squeeze into her bathroom.

After jamming out to songs and me burning my fingers twenty times, we are both finally ready. We put on our shoes and walk out the door to the bus stop.

When we get to the bus stop, my phone rings. I turn away from everyone to answer the call. I didn't even bother to look at the caller ID because I already know who it was. My idiot brother.

"Yes your majesty, how may I be of help?" I ask sarcastically.

"YOU LEFT ME" he shouts, I flinch.

"I told you I was leaving, maybe you should get your ears checked, I actually think your deaf." I offer.

"What?" He asks.

"See? My point exactly." I say, "Now get here quickly, the bus is gonna be here soon."

I hang up the phone before he can give me a reason to not come.
I look back over at Emily who had somehow managed to fall. You know, the usual. I grab her hand to help her up, she manages to almost completly stand up, but then her being her clumsy self, falls again. Gosh. She is the most clumsiest person ever.

"OW!" She whines. We hear a chuckle an turn our heads. Oh my gosh. There he is! Dylan! I decide that I really dont want to talk to him and walk away.

A little while later, the bus stops and Emily walks up beside me. I step onto the bus, only to get hit with about 3 paper airplanes and 5 spitballs. Oh the joys of riding the bus.
Emiyl and I sit in our usual spot. The back. With the 4 idiots. I just love our seat.
We drive off and Emily and I both out headphones in.