Chapter Twenty

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5am~

"Come on" I say running a hand through my hair.

I slowy push myself out of bed.I get the milk bottle and went to feed her.

But that didn't work so I
changed her diaper.
Still didn't work.

Running my hand through my hair again in frustration.

I pick Melissa up and bring her to bed wrap in a blanket.

"Finally" After a long while of trying to get her to sleep.

I fell asleep.

6:30~

Didn't even feel like a long sleep. I push myself out of bed.
Headed towards the barthroom.
I do my business have a shower. Brush my teeth. Style my hair. Go into the bedroom get changed.  Grab Melissa and my school stuff. Grab a piece of toast.Then drive off to school.

I was late as it was but I should make in time.

I see Leigh waiting for me.
"Hey, someone looks like shit"

I run a hand down my face. I groan.

"Yh well because of someone"I whined at the end.

"Aww poor you"Leigh coned laughing at the end.

"Yes poor me" I minc her.

"Well you big baby if we dont get through those doors into class. Well going to be late."

I sign"well fuck it den"

Leigh laughs."yep"

She heads to the stairs and I follow her lead.

Her laughs was like music to my ears I know sounds so cliche but it's true.

Lol what is happen to me.I'm  suppose to be schools bad boy.

This girl is changing me and she doesn't even know it.

We made it just in time. The teacher glared her at us.

We ingored her and toke our seats.

The lessons was quite boring as usauls.

"Leigh" I whisper

No reply.

"Leigh" I whisper a little louder

No reply

"Leigh!"I say

"What!" Leigh says harshly in a whisper

"Are you deaf?" I reply

"No"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"Leigh whisper back

"I called your name three times" I point out

"I know" She said calmly

"What so you just ingored me"

"Yes isn't that basically what I just did"

"Wow"

"Yep"

"That seriously hurt my feelings" I say holding my hand on my heart.

"Yeah right you big sour puss" Leigh rolls her eyes.

I hold in my laugh

"Sour puss" I say trying to hold in my laughter. "Me a sour puss"I wanted to laugh even harder now.

Never in my life have I been called a ...haha a 'sour puss'

"Yes"she stare at me blankly

"Kyle! Leigh!" We both turn our heads.

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