The Makeover

Chapter Seventeen - Yours Truly Ariana?

NOT EDITED. EXCUSE MISTAKES PLEASEEE! THANKS.

Mondays. I wish they didn't exist. The most dreadful day of the week. Also known as the day hell begins.

When I woke up, the first thing I thought about was last night. I had the best time ever with Harry. We watched the stars until nine, and then Harry took me home.

It seemed like Hanna and Alison were waiting on me to get home, because as soon as I set foot in my house, they were at my front door knocking. I told them everything that happened. They acted like six-year-olds, screaming, and jumping up and down. 

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and showered, then I dried off and got dressed.

I wore a Nadia Tarr Ribbed Bustier Top, with a white skater skirt, and  a pair of Laurent Tribtoo Patent Pumps. I grabbed my white bag, took a glance in the mirror, and headed downstairs.

I smelled pancakes on my way to the kitchen.

“Good Morning Grandma.” I greeted her.

“Good morning sweety,” She smiled. She placed a plate of pancakes in front of me, with a bottle of syrup, and orange juice. She placed another plate and a cup of juice near to me.

“Who’s pancakes are those?” I asked taking a bite of mine.

“ Alison.” She answered.

“How are you s-“ I was cut off by the sound of Alison’s voice.

“I smell pancakes!” She said walking into the kitchen.

“Good morning to you too.” I said laughing.

“Yeah it is a good morning,” She replied. “I got pancakes.”  She began eating like there was no tomorrow.

After we ate, Alison and I left for school. We arrived at school, and headed inside. As soon as I got my books from my locker the bell rang for our first class which was History.

Alison, and I headed to class. Hanna didn't have History with us, and there was no time to look for her, because we would be late. We walked in the classroom, and took our seats. The teacher came in started to teach. He said that we'd be getting a test next class, so we should study.

Classes flew by quickly, and soon after school was over. Harry had offered to take me home during lunch, and I of course accepted. We got in his car, and we headed to my house.

"What happended to your motorcycle." I asked. I realized that he barely rides it now. 

"I sold it," He responded. "I wanted this car."

"Oh." I replied.

We rode to my house in silence. Harry parked the car, we both got out, and headed inside. I took some grapes from the fridge, and asked Harry if he wanted, he said no. We headed to my room.

I have never in a million thought that I would've brought a guy to my house alone, much less in my room. Harry's been in here yesterday, but my grandmother sent him up.

I laid on the bed, and took out my phone. I had a message from Hanna. 

Hanna: I hate you. I hope yu burn in the firey depths of hell..  I laughed I told Hanna she looked fat today.

Me: I hope you get herpes and die.

Hanna: I hope you get drowned by sharks

Me: I hope you step on a lego.

Hanna: Whoa you didn't have to take it that far :'(  I burst out laughing. Hanna was such a idiot sometimes.

Me : LMFAO! <3