6:15
Virgil's POV
"It's Friday, Frid-"
The obnoxious song was cut off by me rushing to turn off my alarm. Don't judge me. I only put that as the ringtone so I'd wake up quickly to turn it off. Genius, right? Anyway. It was Monday morning, which means I have to go to school. Fuuuuuuuuuuu- no, don't swear, that's not good. Why am I so exhausted today?
I trudged out of my room for breakfast, hoping it'll make me feel better. I walk into the living room and instantly smell something cooking. Is Logan cooking? Pfft, as if he knows how to cook.
"What's that smell?" I ask Logan, assuming he's doing one of his weird experiments again.
"Hi, Virgil!" Wait. That's not Logan? I rub the sleep out of my eyes and see Patton in the kitchen, waving at me. Whaaaa... I look down to see Logan still asleep on the couch. Double whaaaa...
My brain rewinds to last night.
"I opened the door to my apartment, only to see Logan and Patton cuddling asleep on the couch, a movie still playing. Roman gasped, but quickly covered his mouth to not wake them up. We both took a few pictures and silently said goodbye. Him placing a kiss on my cheek."
Oooh. So that's what happened. WAIT, WHAT WAS THAT LAST PART?
I rewind it again.
"Roman gasped, but quickly covered his mouth to not wake them up. We both took a few pictures and silently said goodbye. Him placing a kiss on my cheek."
And again.
"Him placing a kiss on my cheek."
And. Again.
"kiss on my cheek."
Oh my god.
THE DATE WAS SO INTENSE THAT I ENDED BACK AT HOME WITHOUT REMEMBERING A WHOLE CHUNK. Like the real bitch it is, my brain rewinded a little more.
"I couldn't think of what to say. In that moment, I let my heart take control. I got up on my tippy toes and kisse-" NO! DON'T EVEN FINISH THAT!
I KISSED HIM. ON THE LIPS. Ughhhh. I did a full 180 degree turn back into my room.
"Kidd-" I cut Patton off accidentally as I closed the door.
Maybe I didn't actually kiss him. Maybe I'm just making it up to cope with inevitable rejection...
No. I actually kissed him. I flopped onto my bed face first and screamed into my pillow while mentally punched myself for being so dumb. My brain went back and forth in an argument over how completely stupid it was.
"Virgillll, you complete dumbass."
"I wonder if he liked it."
"No! Of course, he didn't like it."
"But he kissed me before he left."
"On the cheek, though. It's not the same!"
I hit myself with my pillow to stop from arguing with my inner self. My phone went off with the sound of a text message.
New message from Princey 👑
I threw my phone across the room when I saw who it was from. Both hands gripped my hair. Oh, you've done it, Virgil. He hates you. That was him texting to tell you that he doesn't want to see you again.
I slowly climbed off my bed and slowly approached my phone like it was an animal waiting to eat me. Well, that's what it felt like. I squatted in front of where my phone fell and picked it up with my pointer and thumb. The phone recognized my face and showed me the message. Before I could read it, my fingers dropped it. Thankfully, it landed on it's back. Unthankfully, it showed me the screen.
Princey 👑 : heading to school today?? :p
What.
OH, RIGHT, IT'S MONDAY. I looked at the time displayed on my phone and saw that it's already been half an hour since I woke up. School starts at 7:50 AM, so I try to get there before 7:30. The school wasn't that far, but I always walk. Which takes me about half an hour. With that math, I only have 15 minutes to get ready. I got up off the floor.
My morning routine doesn't take long, so I don't rush. I pull on my normal outfit. A dumb band shirt that I've had for years, and, of course, a pair of ripped jeans. I looked over to see my favorite jacket hanging on the chair. I felt it to see if it was still wet from the night before. Those damn sprinklers. Disappointed by the dampness, I searched my closet for another one. They were all dirty or ripped. I can't go out without a jacket, that's like Logan going out without his glasses! I had an idea, but I'm not going to like it.
I looked over to see my phone still lying on the floor. I trudged over to it nervously, opening my messages with Roman.
Me: hey,, can i borrow a jacket or smn ? mine's still wet frm last night .
Before I could put the phone down, he was already typing.
Princey 👑 : ofc!! ill give it to you when i see you :)
Me: thx
Really, Virgil? "thx" It's just dumb move after another, huh. I grabbed my backpack and walked out my room, into the living room.
"You okay, kiddo?" Patton asked me as soon as he saw me out. I nodded and he knew not to push anymore. I saw that Logan was up now. Logan usually takes the bus so we leave at separate times. Since Patton's here, I'm sure they'll go together.
Logan walked up to me from the kitchen. "Why are you not leaving yet?" He looked at his watch briefly. "You have approximately half an hour to get to school."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Thanks, dad. I'm on my way out now." He nodded in approval and walked away to stand by Patton again.
"Take breakfast!" Patton suggested before I could walk out. His eyes pleaded like a little puppy, so I couldn't say no to that.
I went over and packed some of the food he made into little Tupperware. We have loads of them laying around because Logan enjoyed Tupperware. He said it gives him a sense of organization in a disorganized world. Whatever that means. Patton made me fill two for some reason. He said lunch, but I'm never hungry enough to eat two meals before 1700. I thanked them and walked out of our room.
The air conditioning in the apartments was way too cold for my liking. Especially, without a jacket. I walked into the elevator and pressed the button to the first floor. My hands rubbed my arms in an attempt to cover them. The elevator beeped and the doors opened.
As I stepped out, I looked up to see a bright red Chevy Camaro. Oh.
----pau----
AN: aw i miss freshmen year. this AN is long but i have so much to tell u guys. i broke up with romeo a week ago and that's what gave me the inspiration for a new chapter. the weird part is, football dude that gave me the idea for this fanfic tried to ask me out again, and he's in my classes for next school year (which starts next week) so wish me luck. as always stay inside, and stay safe, peace out - bwi
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