Chapter 10

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3 days later

I get woken up abruptly.

I groan as I sit up. I look at the time.

7:01 am

I groan again, putting my pillow over my face. It's too early.

I feel the covers pulled off me and I curl up in a ball. "Get up." I hear my dad say. "No." "You will be getting up early every morning these next few weeks if you don't get up!" I literally roll out of bed landing on the floor with a thud. I grab a blanket and wrap it around me as I walk downstairs.

"Sam, we leave tomorrow, you will have to wake up early again to take us to the airport so we can go to Florida to get on the cruise." My mom tells me. I just grunt in response.

This is part of my punishment for telling Blake to stop being an asshole. I have to wake up early every day until my parents leave.

I did finally put my plan together 2 days ago to get Blake in trouble, then he did it all by himself, he got in trouble for leaving his little brother home alone while he went and fucked a girl a block away. I laughed so hard when I found out that's what he did to get in trouble.

I go to make me some toast waiting for it to cook.

I hear a knock on the front door and I get up to get it.

I open it and Blake's standing there, not looking quite as tired as me, but close. We both have dark circles under our eyes, our hair a rats nest, walking around like zombies. He handed me my families tickets. I took them then went back to the kitchen, handing my dad the tickets over the newspaper he was reading. He took them and I ate my toast silently.

Tomorrow's Monday, June 3rd. My parents are gone for 2 weeks. They get back June 17, a month later I turn 17, July 10... So I guess not completely a month, but you get the idea, it's the next month.

I go up to my room and shower, getting ready for the day. Once I'm finally ready, it's 9. The stores open in 30 minutes, before I can go shopping for myself, I have to go buy food for me to eat the next 2 weeks, I really only need snack food and dinner food, I don't plan on waking up before 3 everyday.

I grab my bag and head out the door, penny board in hand. I get a running start then hop on my board, staying on for the first time in a few days. I ride to the grocery store and buy all the food I'm going to need, then pay, and head home, I have 3 bags in each hand, a container of ice cream in 1 and a pack of coke in the other and keep my balance all the way home.

Not to act cocky or anything but, I'm awesome!

I head back out, phone and credit card in pockets and head to the small mall in town. I decide to walk since I don't want to carry my board around.

I walk into forever 21 and pick out 5 pairs of shorts, 3 crop tops and 7 muscle shirts. I get 2 bandeaus and go pay. I give them my gift card that I got as a going away gift and the total came down to less than 40 dollars. Am I good or what?!?

I walk to Delia's and find more shirts, and a pair of shorts. I'm pang for them with the 5 gift cards I got... I shouldn't have told 5 people that I needed Delia's gift cards, but I'm not complaining, less money I spend here, the more I can get elsewhere.

I head to Nike and get a new running bra, my other one getting lost...

After I get a snack in the food court, I go to pink and get a new pair of running shorts, I like their shorts better than anything.

I decide to hit Victoria's Secret thinking I'm not gonna wanna go in there before school starts in a few months, I do this maybe once a year, twice if it's an emergency, I'm not into Lacy shit.

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