"Shortcake"

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𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑁𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 23𝑟𝑑 7:00 𝐴.𝑀.

" Logan! C'mon, let's go! We have to hurry if you don't want to miss the bus!" my mom yelled out to me as I was brushing my teeth. 

You see, my mom can be... well, to make it short, she worries too much. She never acts chill with anything. I mean like, ANYTHING. One time we were in the store and she was literally crying because she thought they were out of 1% milk. Which, they weren't, they just moved it to a different shelf. Which to be honest, I thought it was kinda dumb. I mean, who moves one type of milk onto a meat shelf? I swear the employee had some problems. But anyway, back to my mother.

" Logan! Are you almost done hon? We have to leave in 5 minutes!" 

As soon as she yelled five minutes, I checked my phone.

 " Holy shit! Mom, you're right! I'm coming down right now!" 

" Logan Garcia! Watch your mouth and hurry!"

"Sorry, mom! I'm just trying to rush!"

" No excuses! Let's go!"

"Coming right now!"

I zipped up my bag, got my phone and earbuds, made sure I had everything I needed and ran out the door with my mom close behind me. We rushed to the car and hopped in. At the moment my mom cranked the car, we were off.

When we got to school, my mom was mad because I did end up missing the bus anyways. I got out of the car and waved goodbye. Before I left for the doors I said, 

" Mom... I'm really sorry I missed the bus. I was up all night studying for my English test and-"

My mom cut me off with her big smile and her giggling. At first, I was super confused about how she went from mad to super happy in a span of just 2 seconds. But then I realized. I had forgotten to tell her about my English test. She smiled wide and said,

" Oh, honey... I am so, so proud of you! I just can't stay mad at you when you stay up all night not playing games, but studying for an important test! I love you so much and I am so proud of you. Know that. Now have a good day at school hon!" 

She drove off with the song "Congratulations" by Post Malone playing. I was so embarrassed. But, she's my mom, and I love her. So I can't be too mad.

I opened the double doors, and my day officially started. As I was walking to my locker, I maybe had all of 2 people look at me, but they both were standing alone, so there was nothing to distract them.

As I opened my locker, I was stopped short. In the corner of my eye, I saw a boy walking through the hallway that I have never seen before. And let me tell you now, I know everybody in my hallway, and even most of the people in the other grades, but I had never seen his face before. I looked at my locker and looked back. Then I realized he was gone. Where could he have gone that quick? But then I realized he wasn't gone at all. 

" Hey, you look like a smart person. You mind helping me around?"

Oh no oh no oh no... Is this really happening? Is he actually talking to me?

"Huh? oh, um... sure."

" Thanks, shortcake."

Sorry, this was kinda short...... I'm trying to get motivated. Can you try to help with that? Love you guys!

                                                                                                                                                                   -Foxy