chapter two

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chapter two

I am awoken by the sound of my alarm at 7 o'clock on the dot. I have to get up early because my mother wants to go shopping, for like school clothes and stuff. ggrreeaatt I grab my clothes and go take a body shower, then I get dressed. I'm wear a yellow tank top with a grey cardigan some jeans and some Brown ballet flats. I then throw my hair in a pony tail. after that is when I try putting my last pair of contacts in and because I'm oh-so-lucky one falls down the sink. the universe loves me I go and grab my glasses. they're Brown and are not those stylish nerd glasses, no. they're. those rounded thinner versions, if you know what I'm talking about. I don't know what they're called, only because I don't care. I wear them sometimes, but usually I don't. it's not like I don't wear them because I look ugly, I don't wear them because I don't want to reveal my inner nerd.

once I get downstairs mom and Samantha are already ready. "there are pancakes on the table dear."  "okay thanks Madre!!" my mom can't cook, but let me tell you, she makes the best pancakes in the entire world! Samantha then asks "why are you wearing your glasses?" "because my contact feel down the drain. but it's cool, I don't mind wearing them for a couple of days." my mom has a worried look on her face. "mom?" I ask. "y-yes dear?" "you did remember to switch our locations for the contacts rrrrriiiiight?" "honey, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot! And I'm busy today, and tomorrow, so in a couple of days I'll switch the locations. you'll just have to wear your glasses for a couple weeks, but they'll be here by the time school starts." gggggrrrrrrrrrr "err, okay."

when we walk out the front door Jace is taking out the trash, and when he sees me, he gives me this look and I kind of feel liiiike running under a rock and then letting it drop on me so then I, well, you know, die. he waves to me with a smile on his face. I can feel the heat rise to my cheeks. am I freaking blushing? he's taken!! I slowly wave back before he walks inside his house. I'm not even sure he saw me. I get into the back seat and mom and my sister are both staring at me. "WHA-AT?" they both look at eachother and laugh. what??  I exhale loudly and cross my arms. "whatever."  they laugh again.

once we get back home, I go upstairs and turn on my tv. 'you again' is on. I friggin love this movie! I start to watch the movie and my mom texts me 'going to Trisha' s  tonight because we haven't been there in a week. be over there by 7, I'm going over right now. ;) see ya' no! I'm wearing my glasses today! I look like a fool...I mean, only because he told me he wears glasses but I didn't tell him that I do. so it looks like I hid it on purpose. "that's because I was." I'm mumbling to myself AGAIN.

I wait until 7:05 to leave and go over to Trisha' s. once I get there I ring the doorbell. of course Jace answers the door. "hey, come on in. your mom and Samantha are talking to Claire, my, uh...girlfriend." he's rubbing the back of his neck. we've gotten to know each other pretty well if you ask me. we have each other's numbers, sooo yeah. mental squeals! *clears throat* I wonder what Claire is like. I walk over to the living room very slowly. maybe hesitantly is a better word. when I finally reach the living room I see a gorgeous blonde girl with rosy cheeks. she has a perfect figure, and also her outfit. oh my gosh her outfit. she is wearing a fitted strapless dress, and its pink. you know, maybe it's the jealousy talking, but she reminds me of a barbie, like an actual one though. errr she is....gorgeously hideous! what does he see in her? other than her being her. I guess I was staring because everyone is looking at me with a confused face. I clear my throat. "hi, I'm Ronny." I put my hand out for Claire to shake. she doesn't shake it so I just put it down. "sorry... Ronny, but I just got my nails done today." she's smiling at me but I know it's fake. everyone in the room can sense the tension so I just walk to the kitchen and sit at the table.

"hey, are you okay?" It's Samantha. "err, um, yeah I'm,....I'm fine." she gives a look that makes it seem like the word 'liar is stamped on my forehead. "do you like him?" No dip Sherlock. "I don't know, but that's not what's bothering me. what's bothering me is her." I practically hissed when I said her. "yeah she's kind of a b-" someone clears their throat. oh boy... "hey girls, oh my, something the matter, ummm what's your name again?" I know she knows my name. I clench my jaw. "it's Ronny." I push my glasses up the ridge of my nose. "rriiight...so tell me, uh...?" are you serious right now? "Ronny!" jeez what a stupid buttface. "hmm. Ronny, are you and Jace friends? do you like him? you can tell me if you do." I want to punch that smug little smirk off her plastic face! "yes, as in yes Jace and I are friends. no I don't like him like that." I don't even hide the frustration from my tone. what's the point? "what's wrong Ronny? jealous much?" she stressed the ch in much. "no." "don't feel like talking anymore?" I don't answer. Samantha is staring at me, the looks she's giving me says 'why aren't you defending yourself?' I still don't answer. "what's the matter? cat got your tongue?" this time Samantha buds in. "how original Claire! just go back to your boyfriend. jeez." Claire smiles. "okay," she turns to me again. "I'll go back to MY Jace." she practically skips out of the kitchen. I get up to leave.

I'm almost at the door when I feel a hand on my arm. "Ronny? why are you leaving? you don't like Claire?" so close "err,...I have to go because, because I don't feel well." I touch my forehead for dramatic effect. then he touches it too sending that electric jolt that only seems to occur when he touches me. "you feel fine to me...oh and by the way, I really like your glasses. you look good." he smiles, and I snort. great going dork. "I'll be wearing them for a couple weeks but then they're gone. so don't get to used to them." he chuckles softly, then asks "please stay?" he actually wants me to stay? I can't say no....but I can try. "I'm really not feeling well." he gives me a disbelieving look. "you are a horrible liar." ugh fine!! "ugh. ok I'll stay."

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