Beep. Beep. Beep.
Yayyy Morning! Fuck my life!
"Ughhhh" I groaned and got out of bed.
How is it possible that I could wake up early during the summer and not when school's in?
Who am I kidding? I wake up late regardless of the occasion.
I go into the bathroom and do my business. For today I'm wearing a white Camisole and blue ripped jeans, and paired it off with a letterman jacket and ankle boots.
As per usual, I did my regular routine of heading down for breakfast and annoying the crap out of my little brother but surprisingly no one was downstairs.
"Martha?? Mom?? Gerald??" I called out for them, "AARON??!" I yelled his name even louder.
"Why are you yelling so much this morning, darling?" Martha said appearing out of nowhere.
"Sorry, Martha, where's everyone?" I asked.
"Your parents had an early flight to Tokyo but they'll be back in two to three weeks, I hear your mom has a big case on her hands and she wants Gerald by her side" she explained and set a plate of my breakfast before me.
"Ahh, Okay, what about Aaron?" I asked and took a bite. Yum... bacon.
"3-day camping trip out in the woods" she concluded.
Wait...so that means...
"I'll be home alone all weekend?!" I said getting excited all of a sudden, it would be such a dream come true if I stayed home alone!
"I guess so, but Colt and I will be here on the weekends to check up on you" she said, "Colt will pick you and your friends up from school tomorrow for your little sleepover"
"Martha you're making it sound like I'm a kid" I said and mock frowned.
"I'm sorry darling, I guess it's been ages since I had one" she said and laughed.
Martha isn't really that old, she's a really young 50 and she's been married for over 15 years to her highschool sweetheart.
Sigh, such is life.
"Anyways I gotta go Martha, byee" I said and rushed off.
------
To be honest I would never understand Algebra, what's with all the X and Ys? Ugh!
The teacher kept droning on and on and on about an equation and I'm not going to lie, I was dozing off.
I almost hit Dreamland when a nudge on my side pulled me out of it. What the fuck?
I turned around to see the culprit, he apologized and passed on a piece of paper to me.
Do people still do that shit?
I grabbed the piece of paper from his hands and opened it up:
If I could rearrange the alphabets I'd put U and I together. Wanna go out with me?
~Jack
Ugh, Jack Montoya. The school's manwhore, what wrong did I do to catch his attention?
I quickly tore a piece of paper and scribbled down a reply:
If I could also rearrange the alphabets I'd put N and O together. Nice try
~Sydney
I folded it neatly and asked the boy sitting beside me to pass it on.
I looked to Jack and threw him an air kiss. Idiot.
YOU ARE READING
Wish I Never Met You (UNDER EDITING)
HumorWhen you read books you kinda imagine yourself as the princess or the one who gets the guy, we all do. I did. That was until I met him. Damien Montenegro. Believe me when I tell you he is every girl's worst nightmare, but to me, he was a dream come...
