The next morning I was woken up by an extemly hyper red-ish head.
"Come on, Come on! We're going shopping today with the money our moms gave us. I'm ready to hit the stores and buy tiny stuffed animals. Who wouldn't want one? They're too fabulous to hate on, esoecially the-"
"I just woke up and now you're talking, no screaming, in my ear. So could you please back off before I break you?" I interuptedlooking clam but raging on the inside.
She slowly backed away from me knowing I could break any of her bones in seconds. All I really needed was coffee and then let the rest play out.
YOU ARE READING
When I Met You In The Summer
Teen FictionThe name's Kelsey Morgan and this is my tragic love story. I laugh because now you have to read to really learn about this story. Please don't take any of my original ideas, because they take some work to make. Thanks!
