"Mmmm," I say in my bed, stretching and flexing my muscles with my eyes closed.
"Morning Sammy," I say to Sammy.
Wait...Sammy wasn't in here last night.
I look at the door; WIDE OPEN!
Alex is casually leaning against the door post.
"Do you know how easy it is to pick a lock?" Alex asks fingering a bobby pin, twirling it between his index finger and thumb.
"Huh?" I ask looking very much like o.O
He just walks away mysteriously.
Cryptic-stalker-who-has-a-nice-haircut-and-who-is-16-and-also-happens-to-my-brother-and-likes-blueberry-pie-just-like-me-and-who-may-or-may-not-love-me much?
I get up and close the door dramatically and take a slow calming deep breath in.
Today I am going to see Mason...let's just hope he forgives me...and the other way around...
****
It’s 10:00AM, they should have picked me up by now!
Me: Where are you?
Lys: On our way. Forgive me?
Me: It’s okay
Lys: That’s not what I meant
Me: What do you mean?
Just then a large car pulls up to my driveway with one of Mason’s brother driving. Lys was in the front seat. I look in through the tinted window and there’s no room. Not even in the second row of the back. Lys looks at me apologetically.
"There is no room,” I state.
Someone in the second row of the back says to someone else, “Open the window.”
“No I hear someone mumble, who I recognized as the voice of Mason.
“But I just farted.” The person says.
“No.” Mason says sternly.
“That’s just cruel.” The person says.
"Life is cruel.” Mason replies, most probably meaning me.
I internally flinch but externally pretend I didn’t hear anything. I look back at Lys and shrug questionably.
“It gets worse,” Lys mutters, looking so guilty like she killed my mother.
'HOW CAN THIS POSSIBLY GET WORSE?' I think.
Just then a black Porsche with tinted windows drives up to the curb. The window rolls down and I see the obnoxious, conceited, annoyingly sexy driver.
'THAT’S HOW!' I answer my thought.
I turn to Lys right away. “Is there room in the trunk?” I ask anxious.
“Gabriel is already in the trunk,” Lys says.
"I’ll squeeze in!” I say in panic.
“There’s not enough room.” Lys says.
'GREAT!' I think frustrated. J'UST GREAT!'...sarcasm.
I reluctantly roll my head to face him.
“Hayllooo babe.” The person says.
“Hello Roland.” I say bitterly, the sound of his name making my tongue dry.
>.< Roland POV >.<
“Get in.” I say leaning over to the other side of the door and opening the door for her.
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Normal is OVERRATED (Book I: OVERRATED series)
浪漫Danzabelle is a 16 year old girl who has an incredibly complicated family...but don't we all? Her mother is the one and only Mistress of the angel world Skylerg, Angelina; and her father is Poseidon, Greek god of the seven seas. If you think Danzabe...
