Bitch.
You saw poured out boxes of thousands of photos. Old childrens clothes and toys were scattered everywhere. This door must have not been open for decades because it was filled with so much dust and cobwebs! You grabbed a dish-rag from the hamper next to the washer and started cleaning some of the photos.
The first few you had grabbed were actually photos of the house. It looked so much different and newly built! You flipped them over and they each said "1935".
"Woah this house cant be THAT old!" You were talking to yourself.
You put those aside to keep and show your parents sometime. You looked at some of the toys and clothes. They didn't look like they were from the 1930s but they definitly weren't new either! You put them back and grabbed a deflated soccer ball. You dusted it off and looked at the faded black ink.
"Happy Birthday Justin!"
"That's weird." You whispered confused.
You knew Justin lived in this house but wouldn't he have gotten rid of this? Or even taken it with him? Why was it in here?! You had so many questions running throught your mind. Then all of a sudden you heard your mom calling for you.
"IM COMING MOM!" You replied.
You put the flat ball back and closed the door slowly. You grabbed the photos of the house,pushed the washer back infront of the little door and went upstairs. You got no sleep that night.
~
"Goodmorning Evans" You heard Claire shriek in your ear.
Your head was pounding, "Morning."
"Whats the matter?" She persisted.
"Oh,just my head. I was up all night."
"Ooo doing what?!" She smirked.
"I just had a lot on my mind. Thats all." You tried to convince her.
"Awe well i hope you feel better! Bye!" She trotted away.
The first bell rang so you decided to go find Blake.
"Woah. You okay?!" Blake caught you after you rammed into his body.
You held your head tight, "Actually no. You got any drugs?"
He grabbed a tin box of altoids and handed it to you. You opened it and saw a shit load of asprin. You swallowed three.
"Thank you." You handed them back but he told you to keep them. You guys started walking to math class.
"What happen to you?" Blake asked concerned.
"I just kept thinking lastnight and didn't get any sleep. This is what i get in return." You put your head down on your desk and thats when the 2nd bell rang.
~
By lunch the headache had lightened up a bit and you felt alot better. You checked your phone and you had a text from Justin.
"How's your head?🙆"
>"How'd you know my head hurt?🙎"
"Stop tweeting everything then😏"
>"Oops🙈 It's better thanks for asking."
"Wanna hang out tonight? Im free😁"
>"Good i wasnt gonna pay for you anyway Justin😂"
"Biiiitcchhh👿"
>"Gotta go to gym! See ya tonight😌"
"See ya cutie🐙"
