Expect the Unexpected ➳ Ashton Irwin

Cookies and Rock stars

The sun seeps through the crack in my curtains and into my room, filling it with bright rays that seem to burn even through my closed eyelids. I roll over to see the glowing red numbers of my alarm clock staring back at me telling me that it's already noon.

I slowly get out of bed and put on the nearest items of clothing I see, which happens to be a baseball tee that says "Irwin 94" on it and plain black leggings. My fingers run along my wrist, feeling the small bumps of raised skin until I come across my hair-tie, I gather up my long blonde hair and tie it haphazardly. I don't care much about my appearance most days and since it's Saturday I try extra hard to make myself look unattractive. Not really, it just ends up that way. I grab some bangles from my dressing table because I always have them on and without them, I feel naked.

It's funny how all throughout the week while struggling to stay awake during school, the only thing keeping me from ripping my own hair out was the weekend and now that it's finally here I have nothing to do.

So being the lazy ass I am, I'll probably end up stuffing my face with all sorts of unhealthy food and watch romance movies that just end up making me sad because all that sappy cute stuff is never gonna happen to me. Then once I get over wallowing in my self pity, I'll just listen to 5 Seconds Of Summer and daydream about all the possible ways we could meet and then fall in love and live happily ever after but I'll most likely go back into self pity mode after realizing that'll never happen, resulting in me eating until I can't move.

Actually that's not a bad idea.

I trudge downstairs and into the living room, noticing that my parents' cars are no longer in the driveway so they must have gone out. Even better! Now I don't have to worry about them telling me how lazy I am and that it wouldn't kill me to go outside once in a while.

I flip through our stack of DVDs and pick out three of my favorites; "10 Things I Hate About You", "A Walk to Remember", and my all time favorite; "Keith". After picking them, I go into the kitchen in search of all things sugary. The cupboards were pretty bare and all we had in the way of snacks was popcorn and half a block of cooking chocolate.

Yuck.

Sighing, I go back up to my room to grab my wallet and car keys, chucking on a random sweatshirt I found on the floor and my favorite beanie since it's quite chilly today.

I really need to clean my room but I've become so lazy ever since... Well lets just say for about a year now. It's scary how things change so quickly, looking at my room now, you'd never think I was a clean freak.

I quickly slip on my worn out converse that, believe it or not, were actually white once upon a time, and quickly hop into my car and out of the harsh wind, not bothering to lock up the house since the store is literally just down the road, I could just walk but it's cold and I'm being lazy today.

Not even five minutes later I'm parked outside of our local convenient store, gripping tightly to my beanie as I brace myself for the cold. I exit my car and fast walk towards the safety of the store. As soon as the automatic doors open, the warmth engulfs my body and I go straight to the sweets section.

Sweets and more sweets tower above me, every shelf containing all sorts of delicious treats. If I were to die right now, I'd die a happy girl because this feels like heaven. I stock up my basket with blocks of chocolate, a few packets of skittles, chips, brownies, ice-cream, donuts and of course my favorite cookies. It's not a successful movie night if it doesn't involve cookies.

I make my way up to the counter and put all my items up on the conveyor belt. The cashier lady begins scanning my items as I fish out my wallet but not before noticing the foul look she has when she looks at all my unhealthy snacks. What's it to her anyways? It's not like I'm gonna eat them all...
oh who am I kidding? Yes I probably will but she doesn't need to know that.