Chapter 12

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12.Things To Do When You're Bored.
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Nothing. There is nothing to do when you're bored. I went on YouTube to check if I there was anything you can do when you're bored. But I don't think there is anything you can do with a broken leg.

The only thing I could do the whole day was to watch TV or Instagram. As I was scrolling down my acc, I saw a picture of Hayes and some other wierdos. The guy who posted the picture had tagged Hayes and at some point of my disastrous life, I decided to check out his acc and I don't know why, but I was effin stalking him.

And guess what? The terror of Instagram took place. I ACCIDENTALLY LIKED A PICTURE OF HIM ONE YEAR AGO!! And I was pretty sure that the notification was already sent. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me!! I even thought of deleting my acc. No that would be too much.

One side of me was like " Calm down. It's okay. It's just picture,silly. And Instagram posts are supposed to be liked.

But the other side was much more.....stern? " Yeah right. It's just a picture ONE YEAR AGO!! What were you thinking Sam? You just liked your BULLY'S one year old picture. Now he's gonna tell to others and make fun of you!"

I didn't know what to do. But I like totally forgot about the like thing after about a half an hour. I loved to draw. And I think I'm pretty good at it too. I began to draw a girl with her hair having a touch of some animal features.

I was pretty happy with it too. I began to enjoy myself drawing when the doorbell rang. I took the help of my crutches to get of my wheelchair. I went down the stairs ( with a lot if difficulty, may I add) and got the door. Dammit. It was Hayes.

He was looking down on his phone, not paying attention to me. I was fiddling, trying to stand on one leg and balance my body weight on the crutches. He threw his bag on the couch, got a Barbican from the refrigerator and plopped on to the giant bean bag we had.

I made my way to the refrigerator from behind the bean bag. I could see his phone from there. Oh my gosh! He was gonna open Instagram. I had to run from there as fast as I could. But thanks to his beer bottle, I'm limping now.

I quietly, but quickly made my way to the stairs and began climbing the stairs.

But that was when he said "Who is s.ammy.inc? What can I do? Girls check out my pictures even if it's one year old." He said with an over confidence smirk.

He.actually.didn't.know.me! Oh my gosh! I was so overwhelmed and scared for NOTHING? Thank you. God!

Well,I don't think I'm gonna stalk ANY one for a while. I think I've had enough of all this 'bored' thing. I better stick to drawing and music. Phew!
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