Believe Me, I'm Lying

Chapter 3- Overprotection

"Hey Ethan!" I yelled through the apartment. I got home from school that day, glad that this new semi-private school didn't require P.E. I grabbed a juice pouch from the fridge and headed down the hallway, past Ethan's room and into my own. I plopped down on my white bedspread with yellow designs and chevron striped gray and white sheets, and fell back on my pillows. I took a sip of my juice pouch. My walls were painted a gray-ish blue color, and I had a vinyl sticker on my wall, displaying my favorite quote.

"We're All Mad Here"

I found this quote very meaningful in the sense that we as human beings, do not in fact know what pure insanity is. It is different to every person. Alice In Wonderland is my favorite movie, because it isn't showing the insanity of another world in a different dimension, it's actually showing our world in the eyes of one person; Alice, who sees her world as insane or crazy or magical and scary, only realizing that it might have been a dream or reality she is living, after her experience down the rabbit hole, she know's its the reality of insanity she is really living. Insanity to one person can be a messy room, but to another person, it's a life without food, or music, or air, or having imaginary friends who tell you funny things.

I thought about true meaning of insanity to me, and I realized that my definition of insanity is a world without fun. Your insanity reversed, is your serenity.

That'd be a good wall quote... I got up from my bed, and pulled my ponytail out, and walked over to my desk in the corner. I pulled out the vinyl stickers and started to stick the letters and quotations onto my wall, above my bed's headboard. I smiled at the sight of the quote.

"Your Insanity Reversed, Is Your Serenity"

I put away my vinyl kit and sat down at my desk to do my homework. American Idiot by Green Day started playing from my phone and I knew it was a call from someone.

Caller ID:

Kat

I answered.

"Kat, hey, what's up?"

"Hey, I was wondering when would be a good time to hang out over spring break?"

"Well, I'm sorry Kat, I already booked the tickets," I smirked, knowing too well that she would be surprised.

"What did you do this dramatic time Ty."

"I'm coming to Seattle next weekend!"

"What!?"

"Yeah, I know, I'm the best friend in the entire world and I'm coming to Seattle for three days to celebrate your birthday," I said smugly.

"Yep, and I talked to my mom.... and I'm coming to college with you!"

"Okay, too much excitement overload!"

"Haha! I know, I can't wait! Oh- also, how was prep school?"

"No P.E. and not too bad of a creative writing group. But there's this guy..."

"I knew it."

"Calm yourself, it's not like that. He is super annoying, but kinda growin' on me. He could be a friend, but he is not hot at all. His music taste isn't bad though..."

"You're indecisive, and when you're indecisive, you like him."

"Let's be honest here, I like every cute guy I see."

"That's a little too true, but you have to send me a picture of him!"

"I don't know about that-- maybe. I don't like him though. My standards are higher than a seven-point five."

"So we're using rates now? Okay... I say you're at least a nine."

"Nine?"

"You're hot, and I'd date you, but I don't know if Channing Tatum would just yet. You're pretty and smart and your sarcasm is on a new level entirely... Let's see.... What else..."

"Okay, Kat, I get it. I'm a nine. Same rate for you, but think if Jordan Witzitgrueter wasn't twenty-something, he would so go for you."

"Yeah sure. I got to go, kay?"

"Okay. Talk to you tomorrow, and I'll try to get a picture."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

I ended the phone call and finished my English homework, then Math and I was done. I took my laptop from my desk and sat on my bed to open a new tab. I signed into my Tumblr and checked my dashboard. Tyler Oakley text posts, Troye Sivan sarcasm, Twitter screenshots, and finally, a notification.

Three Notes, Two Reblogs, and One New Follower.

jaseeinsomiaccwolff

My expression turned puzzled and I clicked on the profile displayed before me. The profile opened up and the profile picture made my eyes widen in absolute fear. He found me on Tumblr? His profile picture was basically him shirtless and yeah. . . although it wasn't the best ever sight, it had revealed three tattoos on his arm, shoulder, and chest. I couldn't quite tell what they each were exactly but the one on his chest was in writing and the one on his arm was some sort of symbol. I couldn't see the one on his shoulder very well, but I took a picture with my phone and sent it to Kat.

I exited the picture and scrolled down his profile. He was so hilarious with his text posts and it amazed me how cool this guy actually was.

Suddenly my brain shut down, as I was tired as hell, and I decided to shut off my laptop, plug it in, and go to bed.

BxMxIxL

I woke up earlier than expected-- in a groggy state as per usual-- and changed into my outfit for the day which was a pair of leggings and a long gray top that flowed over my chest gracefully. I applied my makeup, and grabbed a bagel from the kitchen.

"You woke up early today," Ethan smirked.

"Yep. Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind."

"Too much of what?"

"Just too much."

"Or, maybe I'm asking the wrong question... Too much of who, I'm guessing."

"Nope. Just too much."

"Okay."

BxMxIxL

Fourth period draaaaaaaaag...

Spanish was the worst, because it was a required class, and they didn't have an open French course, so I obviously couldn't trade out.

I tried to stay awake, but instantly got bored and opened my math workbook. Math, even though hated it-- I hated Spanish more-- I started to work on my homework during free time.

After the most boring class ever in the history of boring classes since the beginning of time, all heavenly lunch came around.