Until you change
Your thinking.
You will always recycle your experiences..
-Bhudda
Chapter twoI rushed home as soon as I was done shopping,I left my room in a bit of a state and had to clean before mom gets home.Which will be I don't know when and I can't predict or have an assumption of when.
I put the frozen goods in the freezer and add some milk to a pot.I was going to make hot chocolate and snuggle under a blanket and watch some good movies.
I ran upstairs and slipped off my sneakers ,blue jeans,leather jacket and white tank top in a fast movement.
I removed my bra, and the feeling to that was magical.I admit, every good feeling to a female is the removal of a bra, nothing else.
I dug in my cupboard for my Hello Kitty striped pajama pants and plain pink long sleeve shirt.
I ran down and took the pot off the stove and placed it near the sink to cool a bit.
I brought down my Everything's Awesome!
Mug and added some Cocoa powder.
I carefully poured the hot milk in,making a mental note not to make a mess or burn myself.After the small victory of careful pouring,I stirred my liquid goodness and decided to be a little naughty.
I added three pieces of milk chocolate and some small marshmallows,not forgetting frosted cream which is used for deserts, some may say whipped cream.
For the finishing touch, I sprinkled some grated chocolate on top with three marshmallows.
It was beautiful; I had to take a snap of it!
I grabbed my phone with the black Pretty Much band cover and took a snap of the drink.
I smiled while I sent it to Brianna.
I threw my phone on the couch and carefully placed my hot chocolate on the small wooden coffee table.Just as I was about to grab the remote my phone rang.
"Ughhh!Can't I get some peace and quiet for once God?Just for a small amount of time?"I groaned and reach for my phone.
"How can I be of assistance in my moment of peace?"My words drip with sarcasm and annoyance.
"If that's anyway to be greeting your favorite person in the whole world then darn you!I can easily go back to Harvard and enjoy the rest of my chill time with other people."A guy huffed.
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