This story has sides from different characters. Main characters are Maira, a senior in high school; Erica, Maira's best friend; Eric, Maira's boyfriend & Erica's twin brother; Storm, the boy from Florida.
This Story is fictional but takes place in r...
I wake up to the blazing sunshine that shined through the window and the smell of masculine spray coating up the air in the room. I'm actually still half asleep.
As I sit up still taking in my surroundings, the smell of freshly made pancakes or flapjacks hits my nose with a bang and I'm all of a sudden really hungry.
I get up to do my daily morning hygiene routine and hop into a cute and simple Adidas outfit after drying my hair with a hairdryer and straightening it with a towel and an iron. I know it sounds weird but that's one thing I forgot to buy yesterday.
For my outfit, I put a black with white stripes swag pants and t-shirt both branded Adidas as well as my white with black stripes kicks. Obviously I wore clean Jockey undies, in case you're wondering and oiled my skin with Nivea.
My outfit goes as follows :
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As for makeup, I set a towel around my chest side and put my hair in a bun to do some simple touches. I don't want to look like a coloring book so I just put on lipstick and eye shadow with mascara.
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Honestly I'm too cute. If I wasn't me I'd wanna be me. I did some final touches on my hair and let it loose as you can see and then I tidied up and did the bed.
As I went downstairs I saw a note on the table that read :
Hey Zuri
I didn't wanna wake you because you looked so peaceful as you slept. I just wanted to let you know that I'm off to collage. I'm not sure when you'll get to read this note but I hope when you do you still see your flapjacks that I made for you. I'll be back around 13:00.
Love Storm
Isn't he just the sweetest? He made me flapjacks, how cute. I look in the cupboards and fridge for some condensed milk to dip my breakfast in before looking at the time that seems to be 08:39. Damn it's gonna be a long day.
As I pour out some apple juice, I try switching on the TV from the kitchen side. I set all my breakfast and snacks out on the coffee table in the living room and switch to Netflix. The Kissing Booth 2 is out, awesome.
I basically had a movie marathon till about 11:00 and got really bored and tired so I got up, cleaned the living room and kitchen before I went to the bathroom to clean my teeth again.
after that I just drifted off again on the bed for what seemed like a long time.
Storm's POV
So it's been like basically the whole day and all I can think about is Zuri. I don't even notice my homie Corey talking.
"yo man what's on yo mind bro?" He asks me and I look at him like I just got bodied. "man you ever fell in love before?" I ask him since he's an expert with the ladies. "All I can say is, I hope I get to meet this girl cause she's driving you crazy man, I ain't never seen you this happy before" we look at each other for a second and just smirk.
The day however went by quite quickly, I'm glad though. "wanna stop by at Starbucks and get shakes?" Corey asks and I agree. After getting the shakes through the driveway I see a homeless kid on the streets. I give him my shake and Corey gives him his lunch that he forgot to eat. The light in his eyes made me feel like taking him in but I just couldn't.
We reach the house and park my ride in the garage and walk in through the door that led to the kitchen. It's cleaner than when I left it and I bet she woke up.
As I reach the living room to watch a movie with Corey I see a note. I was about to read it when Corey grabbed it outta my hand and read it aloud instead.
Hey Storm
I feel awkward writing this but I'm doing it anyway. I knew by the time you'd get back I'd probably be asleep again so I wrote this just in case I do. Your lunch is in the oven and please don't make a mess. And remember your parents are coming over Friday night to play sherades.
Zuri
"muh bro who's Zuri?" Corey asks with one eyebrow up. "The chick I like" I respond but in a manner where he felt like an idiot which he did feel.
We just decided to watch the Champions League. My team is Man Utd and his is Man City. In my opinion I feel like the female soccer teams play much better than the males. All they do is complain or fake an injury. They should really just grow up a bit. The girls would hurt their boobs but still play and the guys would slide on grass and call it a 3rd degree burn. I just really don't understand them.
