✓ | DEAR FUTURE ME

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October 17th

Dear Future Me,

Damn, just damn. I wish I could say this, but homecoming was not as great as I thought it would be at ALL. Tell me I'm overreacting, call me sensitive (which I'm not), whatever. Last night sucked, so let me give you a refresher as to why.

To put it simply, Levi won homecoming king, but here's the issue. Nikki, yes, the infamous Nikki, won homecoming queen. Now, what do the king and queen do? They slow dance while everyone else watches. It was literally disgusting. It made me gag, it made my heart feel like it was going to burst. I want to be happy for Levi so bad, but I can't. It's too hard to when I know he can look at Nikki the same way he looks at me.

It had to have been a platonic look, right? I mean, she has a boyfriend. Ugh, stupid Victor. I still hate that guy. Would've been nice if he socked Levi right across the face. Yeah, maybe then I would actually like Victor for once.

But besides last night's disaster, I'm skipping the parade and the game. I don't care. Let him wonder where I am. Yes, I almost went, but now? Screw that. I needed to sleep in anyway.

I know when I go downstairs I'm going to have to explain to my dad what happened last night. I didn't even bother talking to him when I walked into the door, so I just know he has questions.

I'm just gonna have to face the music, Future Me. Whether I like it or not, which I don't.

Sincerely,

Past Me.

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Laying on her bed with her notebook close to her chest, Skye dreaded getting out of bed. Her clock read about half-past ten, and she knew that her dad would start knocking on her door wondering if she was dead once the clock went past eleven. She let out a deep sigh, set her notebook on a random spot on the bed, and forced herself up, taking off her bonnet to reveal her bed head. Yeah, it was best that she took a shower before even heading downstairs.

After getting a refreshing shower, Skye slowly walked down the stairs, a creak coming from each step she took, which she wanted to avoid. Seeing there was no one in the kitchen, she tiptoed to the fridge, scanning what she could make herself for breakfast, but someone had to creep on her, that someone being her dad.

"Someone's finally out of the nest."

"Jesus Christ!" Skye jumped, quickly slamming the refrigerator door shut.

"Go sit down." Her dad said. "I'll make you some bacon and eggs."

"Uh, you never make bacon." She furrowed her eyebrows. "You claim it's a pain in the you know what."

"Well, I got a pack of it and I can't let it go to waste," Scott replied. Actually, he was doing it to try to make Skye fess up about last night, but obviously, he wasn't going to tell her his plan.

Skye didn't bother fighting the bacon thing any longer, and just shrugged her shoulders and went into the living room to watch whatever was on the TV. Maybe she could watch Netflix or something. "Alright then."

Hearing the bacon sizzle on the pan loudly, Skye scrolled through the TV channels only to find nothing good was on as it was only Saturday morning. She ended up leaving whatever was on and pulled out her phone, seeing all the notifications from Levi and everyone else. Levi, Xavier, Danny, and Hunter's texts mostly consisted of wondering where she was while Nini was just checking up on her. She ended up leaving the guys on read as she couldn't be bothered to reply, then wrote Nini back to tell her that she's been awake for a little bit.