Monday mornings were the worst of all, I groggily dragged myself out of bed and groaned. I picked up my blue toothbrush and started brushed all the sides of my teeth. The hot shower burned affectionately against my skin as i dropped my eyelids, relaxing. It took me atleast 10 minutes to finish my lovely shower.
I put on a light yellow v-neck shirt with boyfriend jeans, my torn out black converse and head down to the kitchen. My dad was sitting there as usual with his opened newspaper on the counter. I don't get it, why spend your time reading the news when you could read literature. I took a bite of toast while mumbling a "Morning pops." He responded by looking up and giving me one of his smiles while saying "Morning! ready for school?"
I hummed an uh-huh and took my black nike backpack and my baby, skittles. "Bye dad, love you!" I screamed to him.
I drove out of my parking spot and tuned into an Arctic Monkeys song, Do I Wanna Know. Zestfully, I sang along while tapping my fingers on the steering wheel copying the rhythm of the song.
The school parking lot was quite full, turned around over and over when finally, found a spot. I opened the car and the door bumped. I panicked and look at what damage I had done, to my luck it was a black PORSCHE. It was unbelievably close to my car that I made a small dent.
"Shit" I whispered. What am I going to do? Should I just walk away and pretend I didn't do anything? Yes yes I should. Just as the thought came to mind, a guy came next to me, gaping at the car that stood before us. He let out a "What did you do to my baby?"
Oh no, this car belonged to THE Jake Eaton. I am so screwed. His little bimbos are going to hunt me till the day I die.
Immediately I gasped and yelled "Holy mother, I am so so so sorry oh my god please don't kill me, I'll do anything, just spare my life. Do you want me to pay for this? Yes i will pay for this. How much will this cost. I can't believe how clumsy I am, this is the third time this has happened.. What will dad say oh no." I face palmed.
I looked up to see Jake performing his signature face, smirking, which is actually quite annoying I must say. "Naah! It's alright, but you owe me one."
My eyes bulged out of my eye socket, "OH NO NO NO NO NO." i shook my head. Owing him would be the last of me! He was the meanest and bossiest person on the face of this planet.
"Oh yes you do." he walked away with that stupid smirk of his.
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The Fable of Riley and the Jerk
Dla nastolatkówRiley is an independent teenager who reads as a sport and relishes upon her past while Jake is a cocky jock with an insulting sense of humor who plays football as an actual sport. Riley Collins and Jake Eaton are like two forceful sides of a magnet...