“So let me get this straight you want me to help you look good before your date.” Pointing his index fingers in the air emphasising the word date.
“Yes.”
“What’s there to do, I mean we’ve already done what we have to do. What more do you want to make you look good.” He says confusingly.
When I told my mom that I had a date tonight, the reaction I expected from her was quite unexpected. She actually screamed and hugged me, squeezing me to death.“Finally, you know how long I had to wait for you to say it!” grinning at me. She started to walk to and fro,”do you even have a dress!?” she shook my shoulders.I was about to say something when i got cut off by her. &
“I messed up! I fucking messed up!” I cried blowing my nose in the tissue, “actually scratch that, i fucked up!”“Come on Summer how bad could it have been?” Dalon tried to console me by giving more tissues which I gladly took.After the date, the next day I called up Dalon to come meet me at my place. So now we are currently sprawled on the floor of my room and I e
No no no no no no no…I can’t just like Dalon when I clearly like James. Is that even possible….Okay maybe..But I don’t want to like him, does that even make sense!? I’m
“Woah” was the first thing Ginger said when I told her everything.“Yeah..” I drag. What I didn’t expect after that was her laughing. Huh?When she noticed my questioning gaze. She said, “Oh.. I’m sorry..” Wiping of a tear. “But man.. Your life is much more complicated than mine” She chuckled. Really? Am I really that hilarious? Come to think
“Oh my god! Seriously, stop shooting me you little twats! There’s too many of them.. Half of them have snipers and shotguns and we’re just two!” Ginger exaggerates. “Great we’re dead.” And with that our characters collapse.“see i told you, your inner british self does come out.” I pipe in making her glare at me.“This is the last freaking ti
“No Mr. Snowman, please don’t eat me. I didn’t know why I put a shoe instead of a carrot as your nose! I’ll put a carrot next time. Just please don’t eat me.” I beg.“You’ll be one hell of an amazing snack, Summer! ” Mr snowman growls.“No!” I yell.
Apparently Dalon didn’t come to school these four days because he was afraid that maybe his so called reputation would get ruined because of the bruise on his cheek. His mom, some how, allowed him to stay at home for these few days.. I quote what she said to Dalon, “my baby is hurt badly, you should get some rest until your all better..” I mean wow!My parents would still send me to school if I get hurt whenever I fall down. But then when I think about it, I’m always this clumsy so maybe if they let me stay at home everytime I got hurt I might miss loads of important things
“How long does it take to shower!?” Ginger groans. ” I just want to have food, why aren’t they here yet!!”“Ginger it’s just been 30 minutes..” I say, “have patience they’ll come..”“30 minutes!?” Her eyebrows rose up, “why does it feel like an hour just passed!”