Typical Blonde / bajancanadian / completed

chapter nine

I love sws way to much :)

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A loud beep from my phone, interrupts my deep sleep. I groan, and check the time.

6:00, Monday. Shit! I forgot about school! I throw the blanket off me, and head up to my room. Looking through my clothes, I find some leggings, and throw a over sized minecraft shirt over it. Brushing out my curly blonde hair, I get a text.

Mitch: Sorry I left you last night.

I snort, obviously I'm not in the best mood.

Ariel: whatever

Mitch: what's that supposed to mean?

I throw my phone onto my bed, and snatch my backpack from my desk chair.

/ schooooool /

As I walk into school, I immediately see Mitch, waiting. God will that boy lay off?

"Hey!"

"Hi."

"Woah, somebody's cranky"

"It's called Mondays."

I push past him, and head quickly over to my locker. As I open it, he appears behind me. This boy. I grab my things, and turn around slowly, ready to smack him in the face.

"Please leave me alone"

Right when things couldn't get worse, my phone went off, an unknown number pops up. I answer it.

"Hello?"

"Are you the daughter of Mrs. and Mr. Jones?"

"Uh, yes? I'm Ariel Jones."

"I'm sorry to say but your parents have passed away, they were both in a large car crash."

I literally almost dropped my phone. All blood drained from my face, as I stood there, frozen.

"Mam?"

"W-w-what should I do?"

"I don't know honey, you either go with relatives or find someone else"

Hell no. I'm not going to live my grandmother, when she's in California, and I'm here in Canada. I end the call and sprint to the bathroom.

Locking myself in the stall, I put my head in my hands. Tears start to pour down my face, loud sobs leaving my body.

I hear quiet footsteps towards my stall, when a Mitch pokes his head in.

"Can I come in?"

I force a little laugh, and wave my arm, signifying he can. As soon as he comes in, I wrap my arms around him, feeling safe.

"What happened?" He asks, after I'm done sobbing my eyes out.

"My parents are dead."

His jaw literally drops.

"Oh god."

"That's an understatement."

"Where are you going?"

"Beats me!"

I cross my arms, and look up at the ceiling.

"Come stay with me"

( I wanted to end it right there so bad XD )

"What?"

"You heard me"

"Mitch"

"Ariel"

"Mitch."

"Ariel."

"Your parents! Family!"

"Listen, this is your last year of high school, sooner or later your going to be turning 18, and then you can move into the team crafted house with me."

"what's team crafted?"