I woke at the sound of my alarm.
I headed straight to the bathroom and did my thing. After my morning ritual, which only takes about ten minutes, I wore my supposed 'OOTD'. I headed downstairs to take my breakfast, successfully ignored my sister and dashed off to the chilly weather.
I chose to walk today. Normally, I have my bicycle to accompany me to school. Mom and Dad can't afford to buy us our own cars. Lucky for Selena, she has guys all over her so it's like she practically hired chauffers. Everyday, they're always outside our front porch with their sleek cars waiting for her.
Just as I slammed my locker shut, I saw Penelope passing by without a glance. I pulled her aside. She seemed shocked by the sudden action and was more shocked when she looked at me,
"Shannon! Where's Zoey? Hey! Are you-?"
I made a shuffling noise, "Nah. Please let's not talk about this. This is certainly against my will."
She laughed at my reaction, "Oh really? How come? You look mighty fine. Why'd you only thought of that now?"
"It's because it's not me who thought about this. This is all Selena's fault, okay?"
She nodded but she still looked at me making me self-conscious. We passed by a mirror at the hallway and I checked my reflection. I am sporting my navy blue long-sleeved dress which hangs just above my knees and a pair of white sneakers. Selena kidnapped every pair of jeans in my closet. I have never used my dresses in school because I don't feel too confident with them. I put on my white parka to shield myself from the cold. My hair is tied in a messy bun (Don't ever imagine my updo like those I frequently see on Pinterest. When I say messy, it's really messy with my hair sticking on all the wrong sides.). I shifted my bag on my shoulder and listened to whatever Pen was blabbing about.
"I was so mortified!" Pen exclaimed, adjusting her glasses.
Where were we?
"Why was that again?"
She squealed before hitting me with a book, "I said you weren't listening! I just told you my entire summer vacation and you weren't listening!"
"Sorry. I'm listening, now."
She squealed again before she continued, "There's this total hunk who dropped by our hardware and-"
I rolled my eyes at her, "And you went lovestruck? Gosh, that'll just boost his ego!"
She ignored me and continued again, "He bought some ropes and before I handed him his change I told him he could tie me with those ropes and do whatever he wants to me."
My eyes grew wide at her, "Seriously, Pen? Are you out of your mind?"
She giggled before telling me she is. My silly of a friend just said something so gross. Didn't she ever stop to think that maybe the guy just freaked out at what she said?
"And what did he say?"
"Well, I wasn't really expecting him to answer but he said a 'Why not?' and I totally spaced out. He flirted back, for Pete's sake!"
"So you got off the counter, literally bound yourself with ropes and where the hell did you go next?"
"Oh come on! Don't be silly! We did make out but I didn't give him everything."
I cannot believe this. My geek of a bestfriend just made out with someone? How is that even possible? I can't imagine her doing it at all. And it's with a 'total hunk'. God, my bestfriend got a summer fling this vacation and I got what? Nada.
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I'm no heroine
ChickLitShannon Klein Brooks is not your ordinary queen bee nor your biggest nerd. She is not the most relevant person in their classroom, let alone the entire school population. She is not the most sociable person that ever existed in this planet and she w...