"CHICKEN NOODLES!" I scream, banging my alarm clock continuously. "Shut the hell up!" I scream, banging it on my bedroom wall.
It finally stops and I rub my temples. I pick up my battered alarm clock, a flashing 7:30 coming into view.
Why in cats nine lives would someone set an alarm at 7:30 on a Saturday? Oh, yeah me.
Wait...why did I set that alarm? So early? On a Saturday?
Am I really awake at half seven, on SATURDAY?!
That is an abomination.
A crime.
I settle back in my covers and daze off when Mum bursts through the door.
"Why aren't you awake? I swear I heard the alarm ring! Aaron will be here any minute. Wipe the drool of your face and Urgh do your hair!" Mum mouns.
Aaron! Damn I totally forgot about our trip to the library.
I know, so romantic.
"Five more minutes!" I respond.
"You got 5 more seconds now up!" Mum says, slamming my door.
I yawn and do as I'm told. I get out of bed and trot over to the toilet for a quick shower. Seriously though what is the point of going to the Library at 7. I mean, yeah I'll go to the library at any time but on a Saturday at seven?
I jump out of the shower and pull on the first thing I see. The doorbell rings and I run out of the house, meeting Aaron with a grin.
"Hey Jemma, nice shirt." He says, as I get in the car.
"Thanks, I literally just threw it on." I say, looking down.
Holy sweet peppers.
It's my lime green Teletubbies shirt.
"I'll go change." I say, getting out of the car.
"No, it's funny and your funny so keep it on." He replies.
"Whatever you say. Besides, can we stop at the mall." I say and Aaron squints his eyes.
"Whatever for? Because I know your not the shopaholic type."
A grin met my face.
"You'll find out soon."
**Clueless**
"You got it?" I ask.
"Yeah I guess...so we high random people and in 5 minutes we see who high fives the most people?" Aaron asks.
"Yup, pretty much. Let's go!" I inform.
I set off and high five 7 kids, 12 adults and 3 seniors, I also got a little victory dance with one of the grandpas because I know I'm going to win. So altogether that makes 22 people.
I met with Aaron and high fived him.
"Yes 23! How much do you have?" We say in unison before bursting into a fit of laughs.
"Okay, now can we go to the Library?" He asks, you know I never thought a boy would be eager to go to a Library this much.
"Sure! Why not?"
**Clueless**
I sigh impatiently, tapping my foot repeatedly. "Can I have the book now?" I ask after being shushed by the librarian.
Oh shush yourself.
"One more minute!" Aaron responds.
"You've had five of those! Let me see!" I whine. I grab the book from Aaron's hands and look inside. "Oh my god! Aaron your not meant to write in books!"
"Don't tell anyone and can you read the message? I'd like a reply sometime today if you will."
I squint my eyes and read the message and clasp my hands to my mouth.
Never in a thousand years would I think this would happen.
"So, are you going to accept now like a normal person or on stage?" Aaron grins, slightly too over confident.
Ah so now I see why he wanted to come here so much.
To graffiti books.
Men.
"Who says I'm going I accept?" Aaron's face instantly turns red and I let out a laugh. "Of course I'll go to prom with you."
YOU ARE READING
Clueless (Warning: Rubbish book!)
HumorJemma Newman is strong and sassy; a girl like no other. She can take anything you throw at her, except emotions....that's something she isn't used to. - A Romantic Comedy But I wouldn't take it seriously, seriously. HAHAHA OMG DO YOU GET IT OKAY I'...
