"ROSEY! come on rose! You're gonna be late!" I heard her shout as she jumped on my bed like she was a five year old child waiting for their parents to get up on Christmas. I made a half hearted attempt to get up but failed.. that is until Roxy grabbed the sleeve of my shirt and dragged me up out of bed.
"coooome on!"
"What has you so excited?" I sent a questioning look towards her.
"well.. since your goin' off to school I get to have the whole house to myself now!" She said sending over a goofy smile
'Of corse'
"Well then, if you leave me to get dressed I'll be out sooner." And with that she ran off to god knows where.
I opened my closet door and pulled out a white t-shirt with a purple modified squiddle on it and a maching white skirt and set them on my bed, while I stripped of my pajamas. After getting dressed I head to the kitchen to grab some breakfast before I leave.
I get on my bike outside my home and start the rather long ride to the bus stop that is a mile and a half from where I live, luckily for me, no one lives around me meaning that there is no cars driving around the roads and even if there was it was quite rare that it happened.Soon the small plastic building comes into view so I get ready to get of and hide my bike, even if no one came here it still would not be wise to leave it out.
As I got on the bus I noticed a few new faces but that was to be expected since this is a new year. A pair of siblings sat up front while a boy who sat alone behind them glared at the road like he was trying to melt it, Dave of course sat in the middle where he usually dose. A few rows behind him sat a girl with black hair, jade green lipstick, and black T-shirt.. I somehow found my looking at her longer before I took my seat next to Dave.THERE ANOTHER CHAPTER shit it's small IF ANYONE ACTUALLY WANTS THIS STORY TO LIVE PLEASE TELL ME, I SEE SO MANY UNFINISHED AMAZING ROSEMARY STORYS AND I HATE THAT THEY ARE UNABLE TO BE CONTUNIED
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FanfictionWomp HERE WE GO A HUGE CLUSTER-FUCK OF A FAILED STORY *FUCK* WELP READ IF YOU WANT BUT I MOST LIKELY WON'T DO ANY SMUT. /MEANING/ I DON'T KNOW HOW TO. ANYWAY IM NOT VERY GOODS AT WRITING ROMANCE BECAUSE I GREW UP WRITING HORROR AND MURDER STORIES...