All. I. AM. - Tom Schaar

Chapter 4

Before reading this chapter, i suggest you go back and read the last three. I edited the story a lot. Tom and Lenny havn't kissed yet.

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I let out a yawn, stretching my arms up above my head. I glanced over to the clock, letting my arms fall to my sides after I finished stretching. 12:43pm. I pout, shoving my blankets off of me and sliding out of bed. I shiver as my feet touch the cold floor. I shuffle over to my closet, pulling the doors open to see all of my clothes.

I grabbed my grey star sweatpants, a dark blue Forever Young t-shirt, a pair of black converse, and a black beanie. I shut my closet and walked into the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door. I changed into my clothes, brushed my hair, and my teeth. I applied a layer of mascara, some eyeliner, and my light pink lip gloss.

I exited the bathroom, glancing at the clock. 12: 58pm.

"Shit!" I curse, snatching my board from the ground.

I bolt out of my room, slamming the door behind me, and down the stairs - nearly falling on my butt. I shouted a goodbye to my brother and Kristen, sprinting out the front door. I ran down my paved drive way, dropping my skateboard to the pavement, and hopped onto it. I kicked the ground, giving myself a boost, and leaned right, turning out of my driveway and down the street.

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"Sorry, I'm late!" I breathed out, running into the front desk where Darcy - yup, I finally found out her name - was sitting.

"About time you showed up!" Darcy exclaimed, looking up at me from her computer.

Today, Darcy's dark shoulder length brown hair is left down instead of being in a bun on the top of her head. She had eyeliner around her beautiful chestnut brown eyes and one or two layers of eyeliner on her long eyelashes. She wore a casual bright pink thin strapped dress, the hems of the dress reaching just above her knees.

I glanced at the clock. 1:17pm. I was supposed to be here seven minutes ago.

"I literally woke up thirty minutes ago." I explained, leaning against my arm that was placed on top of her desk. "I didn't get much sleep last night."

She grinned, "What? Were you out partying all night?

I shrugged, "I guess."

"Were you out with Tom?"

My eyes widen, "What?"

She repeat her question, "Were you out with Tom?"