Undeniable

Chapter 7

Undeniable Chapter 7

A birthday party. A freaking birthday party. That’s the genius’ next plan. For who? I have no freaking clue. Just freaking great. He plans to bring me to a party where I know nobody. Minus Draco of course. This will be interestingly weird.

I know I can go. I don’t have anything planned as of yet but I think I’m over thinking this. It’s just a simple birthday party. Right? I can do that much! It could have been a lot worse. I decided to finally text him back and let him know that I can in fact attend alongside him.

Oh- I like the sound of that. Alongside him. Yes, yes. That sounds amazing.

If only it was true and not just a dream.

I’m down. Text me details tomorrow. Goodnight x

Night.

Ugh- the shortening of words. I hate that. It’s one of my biggest pet peeves. It doesn’t take that much more time to actually say the full word, I mean- come on now.

I relaxed my head onto my memory foam pillow and slowly drifted off to sleep with stupid pestering thoughts of Draco flying in my head.

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“Wake up! Wake the hell up!” Someone is screaming. To who? I’m not entirely sure but it’s the worst way to get woken up. Oh crap.. What time is it?

Seven thirty. Damn. I have twenty minutes to eat, get ready, drive to school, and go to my locker all before school starts at seven fifty. I guess that explains my overly frustrated mom and her yelling at me like a wild banshee.

I decided to skip eating; I didn’t have enough time. I gave my mom a kiss goodbye and left. My head was screaming at me that school was not going to be interesting today and I was just wasting my time by going. But I had to go. So I got in the car and raced to school and in less than ten minutes, I was zooming to my locker. Today was a block schedule, thank the gods, so I only had two classes, other than academic prep and community service.

I walked up the hallway towards Ms. Webster’s classroom to start my TA time. Ms. Webster was really cool. She had a plan period during first hour every day so I helped her out with whatever she needed. Surprisingly, the most she’s ever had me do is staple, clean desks, and take out her recycling. She’s normally on top of things. Whenever I’m there, she plays music on Pandora and I love her style of music. It’s just like mine.

Today, she only had two small posters for me to make for her classroom so I had to go get a black marker from Ms. Columb’s class. Once I did, I made the posters in less than five minutes and I was done. Hmmm… I have ninety minutes to do whatever I wanted. So in response, I walked to the cafeteria where I knew Jerry would be waiting for me. Just as I had thought, she was sitting at a table in the corner of the cafeteria with papers scattered all over the surface. This girl does not stop working, it’s ridiculous.

I sat down silently, watching as she looked through her papers and wrote things down. IT looked like chemistry homework but I was too unfocused to ask.

“Hello, love. How’d it go?” She asked me.

“It was uneventful as always,” I laughed and shrugged. “I only made posters.”

“Oh, that’s nothing!” She waved her hand at me.

“I know that. That’s why I’m here five minutes after we departed.”

“True. Hey can I ask you something?”

Uh oh. That doesn’t sound good. “Of course, you can.”