I almost screamed at my mother, telling her to leave the house and go to her freaking workplace.It was almost 8pm and my mom was still at home, giving me motivational words. Obviously, she had observed the change in my attitude and decided to give a prep talk about relationships and life. I was bored with her talks and I was just staring at her, with my mind far away from all that she was talking about. Not that, she was babbling nonsense. But, I couldn't concentrate. I was unable to focus on whatever she was saying. There was no need for me to lie, I was thinking about Romeo. He told me to meet him at 8pm. It was almost 8pm, but I was still at home. I couldn't tell my mother that I wanted to meet someone at night, especially a boy. She would give me another lecture on that and strictly instruct me not to go anywhere. I had better keep my mouth shut and wait patiently for mom to finish with her lecture "This is the building stage of your life. You shouldn't give way to minor distr

No matter how Romeo kept telling me to be calm, I would never be calm. How could I oversleep? I didn't even understand why I overslept. Was it because I slept with Romeo's arms wrapped around my body? Was it because Romeo's king sized bed was so comfortable? Was it because I'm in love with Romeo's company, that I didn't want to leave his side?I really hoped that my mom wasn't back from her workplace though. It would be a disaster if mom finds that I slept over at a boy's house, after the fifty minute lecture she gave me last night. "Hey. Don't overthink," Romeo's voice jerked me out of my train of thoughts. I let out a hiss."Mom is going to be really mad at me. I bet she will ground me for years and always lock me in the house, whenever she's going out," I rambled. Romeo stole a quick glance at me, then quickly turned back to driving. He had a little smile on his face. What was funny? I was so worried right now, and the only thing he could do was beaming a sweet smile. "I hate

Breathe in. Breathe out. Don't care about anything or anyone. Ignore people's stares. Pretend as if you weren't aware that their eyes were digging holes in your body. Act like a queen. I kept mumbling those words to myself, wrapping my arms around myself. I was wearing a hoodie. Well, Romeo's hoodie. The one he gave me the other night. I didn't know why I chose to wear it. Perhaps, I just wanted to feel his presence with me. I felt safe like he was with me. Today was warm yet I still felt cold. It probably has to do with the fact that my mother was pissed off with me. I hated when she is mad. The cold shoulders she was giving me were really depressing. I have gotten myself a job already. Damn! I really despised working for Freya. Now, I will work for a month. I bet I should be the saddest person in the world right now. I noticed two girls behind me staring intensely at me. I should better brace myself for whatever is going to come. Surely, they were about to talk about me and my

"Nonsense. Evil witch. Idiot. Shameless human being." I mumbled those insultive words as I arranged what Sharon ordered on the serving tray. Sharon was a bitch. I was not a fan of cuss words. But, I had to say that. Sharon was a shameless bitch. I didn't know her freaking surname, I would have added it to her name. What game was she playing with me? I grabbed a chilled yoghurt from the freezer. I couldn't help the thought. I felt like emptying the entire content of the yoghurt on her head. Maybe, she would come to her right senses and quit that stupid thought of blackmailing me. "I want Joey's boyfriend. Jake. " Her words kept replaying in my head. I couldn't forget her facial expressions, as she uttered out the stupid words. The way she swept up her fake eyelashes with a cocky grin on her ugly face. Would it be okay to say she disgusts me? Sharon was so stupid. She even knew that Jake was in a relationship with Joey, yet she wanted him. Who the heck had the audacity to pull tha

"Look, it is almost 8pm. Mom will go to her workplace. Better tell her about the party, before it is too late."I re-read the text I was about to send to my best friend, Joey. I clicked on "send" when I was satisfied with the content of the text. Joey's phone beeped instantly. I jerked my head toward the direction she was sitting, waiting for her to look at me. Her gaze was fixed on her phone for a while, before she looked up. I knew she was reading the text.Joey shot me a glare, giving me a sign that she was nervous. Well, she was nervous about talking to my mom. I have never seen my friend like this before, except when she was crushing on boyfriend. It was her plan, anyway. She should be the one to execute the plan. It was Friday night. The weekend I've been looking forward to. Not because of the party organized by Romeo's football teammates. This week has been so stressful and filled with a lot of drama. I deserve a rest.So, the night party will take place tonight. Initially,