I woke up to a hand in my face and very, very confused until I realized that Sage and I skipped class yesterday and that it is currently six o'clock in the morning. When I tried to get up it felt like a two hundred pound weight was on me. I finally got the surprisingly heavy girl off me so I was able to get in the shower and ready for the dreaded day. BY the time I got out of the bathroom and dressed Sage was running around and shouting at me because I didn't wake her up even though she has plenty of time.
By the time we got to class I had already had a lecture on how impolite I am and how I need to learn manners. When we got to class and it actually started it went by a little to fast for me. The walk to my next class seemed very short and I was not as ready as I thought. I walked inside the classroom with every muscle in my body as tense as a possum when he acts dead. To my relief he wasn't even there yet and I relaxed a little. Although, it didn't last very long. The door swung open and there he was in all his jerkish glory. I kept my head held high and my eyes straight, even though I felt his eyes on me and smelt his cologne that he knows I love. No matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind kept wondering to what it might be like if he was faithful.
When the bell finally rang, I jumped up so fast I got dizzy, but I kept going trying to get as far away as I could from him. I heard footsteps getting closer not matter how fast I ran through these ancient walls. When the person finally caught up with me I was ready for a fight and already made my mind up about what I would say. I turned around to be face to face with my best friend. She was panting and looked like she could pass out any moment.
" I thought you were Him." I said to her almost instantly.
" S..sorry I didn't mean to, I w..was worried about you. Dang why d you have to be the athletic one in this relationship?" she asked while wheezing the whole time.
" Because you don not like to sweat, and your hair would get frizzy." I mocked
" Well, it is true I would look like a cat drenched in water. Are you okay?" She finally said.
" Yeah. I mean I know I will eventually have to talk to him and I know him and I will need to sit down and get the whole awkward conversation out of the way. I mean if the Thinkers send us a link that says we are both on the same assignment, we would need to at least be civil." I shyly confessed to her.
" You know I was thinking the same thing Liz." a voice from behind me said. I could tell that it was Caleb by the way his voice sounded and by the stupid nickname he gave me. I turned around and said.
" Well mister Jerk-face, if you want t talk so bad why not get it over with. This way I can officially say goodbye to you, and hope we do not get put on an assignment together." Well this just got interesting...
***Authors Note***
Hello my fellow readers and writers!
I have a few questions for y'all
1. Does anyone watch Dr. WHO?- I love DR. WHO
2. If you do who is your favorite Doctor?- My favorite DR. is Matt Smith
3. Who is your favorite author or authors?- Veronica Roth and John Green (I love them both)
4. What is your Favorite book or books?- The Fault in Our Stars and Divergent
YOU ARE READING
Who am I Anyways?
Ficção AdolescenteBeware of the ones who lurk in the shadows, the ones who you can feel their stare when they think you do not know they are there. but most important beware of the ones you trust... Elizabeth Grace Harbor, average height, dull brown eyes, tan to perf...
