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Andrea
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I sat perched against my headboard, my notebook sprawled in front of me. Dangling the ink pen between my fingers, I puckered my lips at the words dancing on the paper. They weren’t making sense to me.
I ripped out the page, scrunched it up and threw it away. “For goodness sake!” I exclaimed, huffing out loudly. I threw my head back, banging it accidently on wall behind.
“Stop it Andrea!” My Dad shouted from his room. I flinched at the pain that throbbed through my head whilst running my hands through it. Both my Dad and Mom were leaving for a conference meeting and then a dinner part afterwards. I was going to be alone for most of the night much to my taste.
“Juce, hurry!” My Mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs and I could just imagine her scowling up at her husband of twenty years. They really were a pair with the constant nonsense of bickering but everyone could see the love that they both had for each other. I wanted that. I wanted something like that so badly with one particular boy.
I heard my Dad jog down the stairs, his giant footsteps nearly shaking up the whole house. “At least come down the stairs like a grown man and not a child.” My Mom yelled at him again.
“Next time don’t take fifty or so minutes in the shower, Ruth.” My Dad snapped back at his wife. It was unbelievable how I could hear them from downstairs but their loud voices kind of boomed through the whole house.
I heard them bickering for a few more minutes before the door slamming shot reverberated through the house. I cocked an eyebrow, waiting for the usual routine.
The door reopened. “See you later Andrea!” Both my parents yelled back at me and I let out a soft chuckle.
“Laters!” And then they were gone.
I exhaled deeply, lowering my lids.
This feeling really sucked because I couldn’t quite grasp the why of it. I should feel relieved Jon and I are done and the tie he had on me was finally lose. One more tuck and it was done for. Jon made it clear he was done with me and I knew it was going to come someday. I just didn’t expect it to come so quickly.
I opened my eyes and they immediately landed on my window. The curtains were drawn together and I was masked with utter darkness except of the light coming from my feeble bedside lamp. I didn’t know what to do with myself. Some could say I was moping in my room and bathing myself with all things heartache. I tried to find content in my writing but it wasn’t working. Trailing my eyes around my bedroom floor, all the scrunched papers should give a clear indication that it was doing nothing to keep my mind off things.
My phone buzzed on my bed beside me and my hands reached out quickly only to see a message from Shar. My heart fluttered slightly since it was still new to the concept of boy’s texting us.
Shar: Are you free?
Me: Yeah?
Shar: I saw your parents leave. Can I come up?
I jumped out of bed, cursing everything that came in my way. Oh no, Shar is coming up? I dropped my face into my open palm and let out a loud screech.
“Calm down Andy.” I told myself, picking up my head and taking in a deep breathe. Inhale… exhale.
I screeched again.
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Short StoryShe writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |