Hello! Thanks for reading to chapter five! I have an announcement! I drove a car!!!! Lol. :) It was super FUN!
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Song: We Are Never Getting Back Together - Taylor Swift
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This time, I'm telling you, telling you,
We are never ever ever, getting back together
We are never ever ever ever getting back together
You go talk to your friends, talk my friends, talk me
But we are never ever ever ever getting back together
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I had a dream about my visit with the music teacher, who, shall I say, has not changed at all. She was still a mean old grump.
In my dream she had eaten my sister, Angela's, eyes out and spit them in the toilet. I have no clue how I would even dream of that. But, somehow, I did.
I woke up and my alarm clock read 4 am. I rolled around trying to find a comfy spot. But, it was useless. So I grabbed my laptop and waited for it to turn on.
Once the screen lit up, it asked for my password. I typed in 'SecretVampire' and it said welcome. My password was so stupid. No one would ever figure it out. Everyone knows I hate vampires.
I clicked the facebook button and logged on. I had twelve notifications. I checked them all and was about to go off line when a new message popped up at the bottom of the screen. From Zane.
I didnt even know he stayed up this late.
I clicked the message and it read,
•Hey. Whats up?•
I typed back, •Can't sleep•
•Im sorry• he said
Why would he be sorry?
•Why?• I asked.
•IDK. I guess for being a jerk.•
I sighed •ur not a jerk. Its fine. But, I got to go. Im going to sleep.•
• Night•
•night• I said back.
I closed out of face book and closed my laptop. I snuggled back into my blankets and fell asleep.
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This morning I woke up with a major head ache.
I got out of bed and picked out clothes. I threw them on and brushed my hair and teeth. I walked down stairs and saw my dad making pancakes.
"Hey," I said as I sat down.
He turned around and gave me a plate of pancakes with butter, syrup and whipped cream.
"Good morning, did you sleep well?" He asked.
I nodded, "yeah"
It wasn't a big lie. I only got up for no more than thirty minutes, then fell back to sleep.
"Good," he said.
The room suddenly grew silent. I looked around the kitchen trying to act casual.
"Today I'm going to practice with my new band," I said, breaking the silence.
"Really? Sounds fun," he replied.
I finished my pancakes and ran up the steps and into my room, to make sure my make up was okay. After an official internal 'okay' I took my car keys and told my dad goodbye.
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