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2025-01-14 13:29:05I walked into the house and was immediately greeted by my older brother Alex or as I like to call him alley-cat" (a name he isn't very fond of, but it's his name because I gave it to him ha-ha). He was waiting for me to get home, I realized as I tried to bypass him and get to my room. Of course, he cut me off. "Yes, alley-cat?"
"You know I hate it when you call me that!—Who drove you home, for that matter, where were you?!" "You were spying on me?!" "I happened to be sitting by the window when you pulled up, incidentally that was three hours ago. By the look on your face you have no clue that it's about two in the morning which also means it was a guy and not your best-friend Jade." "Well, it's late, I better go to bed" as I moved past him to my room and locked the door so he couldn't ask me any more questions. When I was finally in bed, my cell phone rang—it was Jade, however I didn't really feel like dishing the details so I let it go to voicemail. My cell went off again "Damn it what does a girl have to do to get some sleep around here?" Thankfully not only was it just a text, it was a text from vampire boy. The text read: "I know its l8 I wanna wish u sweet dreams. Q, can I c u 2morrow?" I sent a text back: "like a real d8 er wut?" I enjoyed talking to him, not even a minute passed when my phone chirped in: "a real d8 dinner & movie mayb? Quiet place get 2 know each other maybe more? 😊" I sent a text back saying yes and went to sleep in my majorly comfortable bed. The next morning, I did my usual thing, okay so maybe it wasn't really morning seeing as it was 1:30 in the afternoon. Still counts right? I'm not much of a morning person. After I went and took my shower (the shortest shower of my life ha-ha) and dressed, went downstairs had an unconventional first meal of the day: white chocolate raspberry yogurt with yummy Keebler sandwich crackers and to wash it all down grape-flavored seltzer water. Of course Alex waltz's in with that look he gets when I spend time with anyone of the opposite sex. "Who was he" Where did you meet him? How old is he?" I was right; it's a grilling; Alex is so predictable. "His name is Tristan, Chicago; by chance, that was where I was all yesterday. As for his age, I have no clue. Must we go through this every time you see me with a guy?" The doorbell rang (saving me) and I ran to get the door, all the same my excitement had dwindled when it was Jade at the door; not that I'm not happy to see her, its just—not well—Tristan. Can he even walk in daylight? I'll have to ask him.
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