"Please tell me this is some kind of a stupid joke.", Scarlett said.
"Scarlett, it's not my fault. I was.."
"Please answer my question."
"It's not fake..", he said while looking at the floor.
"Oh God.", Scarlett said and left the flat. On her way home, she didn't know where she was going. She was so upset from her earlier discovery, that she had lost her way. She took her cell phone and called Theodore.
"Hello?"
"Theo, I'm lost."
"What?"
"I lost my way home."
"How did that happen?"
"Please Theo. Come and pick me up.", she said while welling up.
"Okay, calm down. I will. Where are you?"
"There are houses around me."
"Gosh Scar, open your GPS and text me to find you."
"Okay."
When Theodore finally found her, she was in a mess. He took her home and put her to sleep. When she woke up, he was still there. He was staring at her.
"What the fuck Theo?"
"What?"
"Stop staring at me!"
"I was worried! Oh, by the way, you need a bath. You have a really weird smell."
She then remembered what had happened earlier at Andrew's old flat. "You can go now, thanks for everything." Theodore was still staring. "Stop staring and go!"
"I'm not leaving.", he said casually.
"Really?", she asked.
"Yeep."
"At least make yourself useful. Go see if Victor is home."
"He is not."
"How do you know?"
"I checked while you were sleeping and FYI, I fed your bird."
"Thanks. I'm going to have a shower. I'll be back in a couple of minutes."
"I'll be here."
While Scarlett was in the shower, Theodore took her mobile and listened to music. When she got out, she opened the window lighted a cigarette. She wore her flip-flops and sat near it.
"It's getting colder.", she said.
"November is near.", Theodore said.
"Yea.. What time is it? How many hours was I sleeping?", she asked.
"It's ten o'clock."
"What?!"
"Probably you needed some sleep."
"I won't sleep tonight."
"Probably."
"Wanna stay for a sleepover?", Scarlett asked excited and jumped on the bed.
"Do you really mean that?"
"Ofcourse! I'll call Lorrie too."
"Okay, I'll text my mother to give Lorrie my pyjamas."
Scarlett took her cell phone and called Lorrie. "Hey it's me. I'm having a sleepover and you are already late. Theodore and I are waiting... No, Victor is not here. Don't worry, we won't get out of my room...For God's sakes Lorrie, I will lock the door. Perfect. See ya.", she said as she hang up the phone.
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Sweet Little Nothing [Lea Michele teenfiction]
Roman pour AdolescentsSo tell me. How natural is it to have a pigeon as a pet? I like pizza, and the pizza guy. I want to finally understand the world and I want the world to understand me. I'm Scarlett and I am 17 years old. And the book you are about to read is pretty...