Stella Rose is a normal 17 year old girl. There's not much about her that isn't normal. She doesn't have a crazy popular girl coming at her. She doesn't have much of a cliche high school movie life. She's just Stella. Stella Rose. But maybe with a l...
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I put my hand on my front door knob before I come up with a plan.
I let my hand fall to my side and I smile deviously to myself.
I grab my water bottle from the side of my bag and take in a deep breathe and open the bottle.
I put the water in front of my eyes and pour some in it. I throw the water down on the ground and grab my eyes
"Fuck!" Oh, shit. That fucking hurt like hell! and no i didn't get that idea from the Harry Styles carpool karaoke.
After holding my eyes for a couple minutes I stand up straight and walk into my house and see my mother by the door
"Mom, I think I have pink eye. Guess I can't have dinner with you all tonight. I can't risk everyone catching it from me" I say nonchalantly and clutch my eye.
My mom rolls her eyes.
"Stella, did you forget that we got new security systems?" Oh shit. "Yeah, it's really cool if you ask me. When someone walks up to our door my phone buzzes and you can check it on the app" fuck. "So I saw you pour water in you eye, the things you do to try and get out of these dinners. I really don't know why you do it anyways. Aren't you and Chris close?" You could say that. "Anyways go get dressed" I sigh and start walking to my room. "Oh, and your shirt is wet, so your plan failed epically" she laughs and I pout.
It actually makes me angry because I went through all that hard work and pain just to fail.
•~•~•
BANG BANG!!!!
okay, maybe it wasn't a BANG BANG!!!! But it felt necessary.
"Stella!!" My dear mother screams at me.
Nope. I will not be getting that door. I hear the door open and some voices.
I fake cough 2 times. "I'm sick" I say through the closed door.
"Boo you whore" a voice is heard outside my closed door and it opens revealing... Christopher Stalker.
"Very original, Regina" I say picking up his mean girls reference. He takes a small bow and smirks.
"Family dinner awaits, my love" he points the way to the kitchen and I roll my eyes.
"Stop calling me that" I huff and walk out
"What? My love?"
"Yes"
"No"
"What do you mean no?" I huff and turn to face his amused smile.
"No" he shrugs and smiles
"Asshole"
"Freak"
"Stalker"
"Hobo"
"Pee wee"
"Pee wee?" He asks confused and now it's my turn to smile.
