The main character's name is Ezmerelda
Ez-mer-elda
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Ezmerelda's P.O.V
"Hey mom can I head to school early?" My mom gave me a questioning look.
"Why? You hate school." Geez, what's wrong with this lady? Why can't she just let me LEAVE already.
"Well.... see mom it's the first day and I don't want to be late for my classes." I said in the most innocent voice I could pull of. With a smile! Of course.
"Hey umm sweetie........ it's a Sunday so can you tell me the real story?" She looked right at me and I was falling under pressure. What was I supposed to say!
"Well... umm... I... you see..." was all I could get out before my phone rang. OH THANK GOD!
"I have to take this mother. Bye!" I smiled then went back upstairs right after I caught a glimpse of my mom shaking her head with a smile.
I got a text from my boy best friend Josh.
J=Josh
E=Ezmerelda
j; hey whats up
e; nothing much what about you
j; same but I was wandering if u wanna hang out today
e; uhh sure what time and place
j; 8 o'clock and at the park
e; ok and with whom are we attending with?
j; u know me sooo well. I need u to be my wing women I am going on a date..
e; with whom are u attending a date with?
j; that's a secret just meet me there at 8 k?
e; k
I looked at the clock and it was 7:15. Who the hell would think I, myself would be ready in 45 minutes! Ok well it only takes 5 minutes to get to the park but some how I always end up late no matter how early I leave. Well then I remembered I was already ready because I thought I had school today. Then I decided to touch up my makeup, and my hair. Took a mint off my bedroom stand. and seriously that took me 5 minutes. I went down stairs grabbed an apple off the counter top. I headed to the door I grabbed my purse off the hook and turned the doorknob. Before I could get one step out the door.
"Hey! Sweetie can u go drop this off at the neighbors house across the street?"
Good God mother I don't want to! That's what I almost screamed in her face. Almost I would've, but then again the saying is "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it al all."
"I guess, but do I have to?" I said in the most whiniest voice possible. If u haven't noticed by now I am sometimes over dramatic. In my defense I am a junior in high school.
" Yes, you have to. Now head over there with a innocent smile and take these brownies with you before I ground you." she had a smile on her face when she said the, but I still had this feeling she was serious. I ran to the counter, grabbed the brownies, ran out of the house, and slammed the door. I stopped in my tracks and turned to open the door. I stuck my head through.
" Bye mom! I'll tell them to keep the pan!" Before she could say anything I slammed the door and started across the street.
I walked outside. I know outside where people decided to play, and do all that other crap I didn't really care for. Well, I used to like it, but one thing lead to another and now I hate the out doors. simple as that. I inhaled a deep breathe, and started walking one foot in front of the other, and suddenly I was there. There house was nice not big, not small, not weird looking, but comfy. You must think im crazy. A house that looks comfy from the outside. Kill me.
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The Boys Across the Street
RandomEzmerelda lives in a small town named Honeybukle (made up) in California. She and her best friend Josh had known each other since they were babies. She was a normal teenage girl in Junior year in high school. It's the middle of the August the day be...
