"We totally achieved nothing today." Trevor sighs in frustration for the hundredth time. We only had one item ticked off and that was number twenty four.
"Can we not focus on the bucket list and get some work done?" Tyler asks, already annoyed with Trevor constantly distracting us.
Believe it or not, but we were actually doing homework. We had a lot of catching up to do seeing as we were already three weeks into senior year.
We were at my house, in my room doing a Chemistry assignment. I was on my bed, Tyler was on my study desk and Trevor on the bean bag, propping a text book on his knees. He had it upsidedown.
"I'm only interested in this cause our teacher is hot-" I give him a look. "I mean beautiful." Trevor smiles sheepishly. "Did you see how she kept on looking at me. I think we've got chemistry."
"Ha ha." Tyler laughs dryly.
"Stop crushing on miss L, Trevs. She was only looking at you cause you were being a weirdo and kept looking at her funny." I tell him truthfully.
Miss Layla was probably the coolest teacher in that school. She's about about twenty five years and is a red head. She's funny and her class isn't at all boring. We had her last period today at school and she didn't ask us to introduce ourselves but told us to wait behind after class.
I was glad. Why do teachers always assume we want to introduce ourselves to strangers?
"Whatever." He huffs, seemingly ending the conversation but I was wrong.
"You totally like that Ace boy though. I saw the way you just kept checking him out and you never have that much eye contact with anybody." He smirks.
"Whatever." I sigh not really having it in me to argue. "Let's just go back to studying." He must really not want to study if he's bringing that up.
"She's not even denying it." Trevor threw his hands up in the air, looking at me disbelievingly. I laugh at him and went back to reading. I wasn't going to waste my time. They knew me too well.
Truth is I couldn't stop thinking about Ace Knightly. His eyes had given me a kind of craving for my favorite bar of chocolate. He was so good looking. How was it even possible to look that godlike. A perfectly sculpted jaw, totally kissable lips, an obviously blessed body underneath that plain white tee...
Snap out of it Syd. Entertaining thoughts like that aren't going to help you finish your homework and you've been in the same page for an hour.
He was a bad boy who had thousands of girls wrapped around his fingers. I don't know if bad boys are my type but I didn't even know if I had a type. I've dated only one guy before and he turned out to be a dick.
That feel's like a different life time ago.
"Calling it the bucket list sounds so ordinary." Trevor says distracting me from my inner thoughts. Tyler and I just sighed, closed our books and got comfortable. He grins at us and tosses his Chemistry textbook away. He was just looking for any excuse to stop studying.
"Let's think of a cool name that doesn't have the cliché line 'bucket list' in it." He continues. "It's obviously extreme so has to have a kinda spunk to it."
I hand them the Snicker bars I had under my pillow. I probably had that chocolate everywhere in this room. Tyler looked at me suspiciously and I just smirk at him. If only he knew the right place and time.
"Well a non cliché synonym to a bucket list is a to-do list." Tyler says, eyeing the chocolate bar in his hands.
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And who says spunk nowadays."
"Not just any bucket list." Jay said grinning. "The Ultimate Bucket list."
That thought just came to my head randomly. Maybe it's my mind's way of telling me it wants to get intoxicated by pizza again.
"How about we call it the ultimate to-do list." I suggest.
"Nice. But something's missing." Trevor furrows his brows in a cute way when he's trying to think. He doesn't do that a lot."This bucket list is about having fun in senior year. So... what about calling it The Ultimate High school To-Do List."
"Isn't that title too long?" I asked him.
"Nah. It's just perfect."
A long title for a long list.
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Beep! Beep!
That annoying sound went on for ages. I was pretty sure I slept off with the boys but I was the only one affected by my stupid alarm clock.
Beep! Beep!
When I finally decide to get up and shut the damn thing off, I can't move. Something's weighing down my legs. Something also smells like... feet? I open my eyes to see a socked foot in my face. I screw up my nose and used my hand to move it out of my way. It was Tyler's foot. His other leg was set over mine.
How was I going to get up? He's too heavy!
My pillow felt strange. It wasn't so soft and fluffy today. I move my head to see that I was indeed not sleeping on my pillow but on Trevor's butt.
I sigh. My bed was big enough for the three of us. Yet we seem to end up like this almost every time we sleep over in each other's company.
Not your cliche way to waking up.
"SYD, TURN THAT F**KING THING OFF!" Seth yells from the room next to mine. Unsurprisingly he hears it.
"LANGUAGE YOUNG MAN." My mom yells back at him.
I laugh quietly then yell. "THANKS MOM."
"YOUR WELCOME HONEY" She replies.
"OH COME ON!" Seth whines.
Thanks to all our yelling Tyler and Trevor woke up.
This happens almost every time. No joke.
"Where's the fire?" Trevor mumbles.
"It's going to be on your butt soon if you guys don't get the hell up." I warn.
Today was going to be a long day.
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Ultimate High School To-Do List
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