I got up at about 9:30 in the morning and took a shower. After the shower, i dressed into my usual wear. I took my phone downstairs and sat with everyone on the dining table. Surprisingly everyone was there before i was. Usually its Chris whose always late.I put my phone on table and started having my breakfast. My phone started to vibrate, making me raise my eyebrows. Who is messaging me now? I look around and see everyone staring at me and then my phone.

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. &

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

“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

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