I woke the next morning with the sun shining in my face. I forgot to close the curtains, ugh. I threw the covers over my head in hopes of blocking out the sun, checked my phone for the time and sighed. I had to be downstairs in 30 minutes if I was going to get a ride from my mom.
I had gone to bed last night with only two things on my mind; Simone Whitemore and the library. I touched the side of my head and winced at the slight pain there. It would be a while before it went down.
I slapped my forehead lightly as I sat up in bed, smoothing my bed hair down.
I slid out of bed, sliding my bare feet into my fuzzy purple house slippers and padded to my closet to pick out an outfit. I opted for some jean shorts, a green top with macorroni straps and my white hightops. I stood there before the closet door, staring down at my top and then I switched it with a blue polo shirt and nodded my head in satisfaction.
I grabbed my towel and padded out of the room to the bathroom, mumbling out a pitiful "Goodmorning," as I walked passed Ven's room and then mom's.
I barely got any replies, so I closed the bathroom door and sat on the toilet, going through my messages. Katy didn't text me back since yesterday. I almost called her, my finger hovering over the little blue phone option but decided against it. I guess what she wanted to tell me oh so badly, hadn't been that important after all.
My phone chimed and I smiled at the name.
Message from Kaden:
Morning biotch, hope you slept well :)
Sent: 7:15 a.m.To Kaden:
Morniiiing 😊. I'm on the toilet.
Guess where I'm going today?
Sent: 7:15 a.m.Message from Kaden:
💩? 😂
Where you goingggg? I'm staying at home in the morning but I have a class at 2 later.
Sent: 7:16 a.m.To Kaden:
😐 maybe 😂
And the library behind Brodies.
Did you know that Simone's Dad's the owner?
Sent: 7:17 a.m.Message from Kaden:
Noooo I didn't know that. We don't know each other well.
Sent: 7:17 a.m.Do you like her?
Sent: 7:18 a.m.To Kaden:
Oh I see.
What? Yeah she seems pretty cool
Sent: 7:18 a.m.I
set the phone down long enough for me to wipe and avoid the thought of my cheeks flaming. Do I like her? I had come to the realization that I was attracted to girls for some time now. There was Clarisse in 9th grade with her leather wearing jacket and love for soccer. Then Amanda in 10th grade, with whom I shared a brief kiss in the haunted house before running away scared out of my mind. But the sight of Simone... makes me feel different.
Message from Kaden:
SoooYou like her.
Sent: 7:18 a.m.To Kaden:
Why are you asking me this?
Sent: 7: 19 a.m.
To Kaden:
Well that's my morning for yah.
I gotta get ready or I'll be walking and not even sure where it is soooo ttyl 😘
Sent: 7:19 a.m.Message from Kaden:
Wow! Ok, You can ignore me. But it's still obvious. Wipe good! 😂
Sent: 7:20 a.m.
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The Choice [SLOWLY EDITING]
General FictionEvery one is faced with a difficult choice at one point. For Skylar Montgomery, it was to choose between living happily ever after with the love or loves of her life or choosing to be subject to the minstrations of a pyschopath. 🔥 Skylar and her f...