Saturday meant freedom day, day of relaxation and the like. The weather seemed pretty fine. I sat upright as soon as I woke up from my sleep and stared blankly at the clock on the nightstand. Feeling energized all of a sudden, I stretched my arms upward and kicked the covers. I slipped my feet in a pair of bubblegum pink slippers. As I sprinted down the steps,the sweet smell of newly-cooked pancakes entered my nostrils which had gotten me hungrier.
"How's your sleep?"
"Good." I answered casually, taking a slice of pancake with the maple syrup inside my mouth.
"Does skate-boarding sound good to you?"
I turned my head to my brother who was talking.
"What?"
"Quit spacing out. Do you wanna go to the skatepark with me today?"
"Why?"
"YN, stop being so stupid. That's why you're getting picked on a lot. Now, do you want to?"
"Maybe. I'll see if my energy lasts a bit longer."
I wore my usual skinny black pants, gray shirt and cap. It didn't match well with the thick glasses redtig on the bridge of my nose and braces that make me look funny.
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"Uhm, big bro!" You called.
"Yeah?"
"I'm just going to buy ice creams for you and me, is that okay with you?"
"Yeah, pick Neopolitan for me."
"Okay, my treat this day."
"Thanks!" He winked.
You ran to the ice cream stand near the lake. You bought Cookies and Cream and Neopolitan -flavored ice creams. You gave the Neopolitan ice cream to your brother and you sat on a bench near the ice cream stand.
Feeling weak all of a sudden, you managed to rise and bought another Cookies and Cream-flavored ice cream. By this time, a boy who was running on his way accidentally bumped on you. The cold and sticky flavor of your favorite dessert was all over your chest. Your eyes were burning with imaginary flares and your bright aura was instantly set into something everyone's afraid of.
"Look at what you did!" You exclaimed in disgust.
"It's not my fault! Look if you didn't blocked the way, then you wouldn't get all that Cookies and Cream stuff all over your melon area!" He yelled in an angry, grumpy manner.
"Well, if you didn't slow down you asshat, it won't turn out as a mess!" You retorted.
"I'm in big trouble and in a rush, if you could only understand. But according to my instincts, maybe you don't!" He yelled, right into your ear. Damn young man. He was cute by the way.
"You could take the other way then! This park is a big place and there are lots of other ways to the exit point! In the first place you should've kept your distance from me!"
"I didn't know I would ran into some crazy girl like you who's being a brat just because her dress got messed with her favorite flavor! Or maybe you planned all of this just to get my freaking attention!" He yelled, frustrated.
"To get your attention? Huh, who the hell are you anyway?!"
Many people are watching as both of you bicker with each other. Then, someone grabbed your hand and took you away from that place.
"YN, what do you think are you doing?"
"That guy!" You said while pointing the guy. "Haven't you seen what he did to me? He's great at lying!"
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Incompatible (Greyson Chance FF) UNDER-EDITING
FanficLoser /ˈlo͞ozər/ -One who cannot raise their social status easily. Idiot. A noun which belongs to YFN's set of nicknames in her school. Nah, she's used to it. Being treated like crap every day has been part of her routine. Yet her boring life gets...