Little White Lie

I'm standing on the edge of the cliff wondering what I should do. Then, my train of thought was interuptted by loud screeching tires. A cold sweat started to form along my spine as I saw the black SUV's approching. " I guess this is it," I mum-

*Click*

I stopped the movie to sigh and refil my popcorn bowl. "Do I have NOTHING better to do with my life?"

I'm a junior in highschool on a Friday night, alone, watching a movie. No, its not like I was watching a romantic comedy to get over my recent football player boyfriend, who broke up with me to date some "Jennifer" (No offence intented to any Jennifer who may be reading). My sterotypical thoughts were soon interuppted by a knock on my door. "Hmm...I cant be Rachel or Joseph." I had a hard time deciding whether or not I should open the door. I finally decided

As I did, a dark figure wrapped its arms around my waist. As they did this I screamed at the top of my lungs until the figure decided to let me go. I scrambled to turn on the lights.

Turns out...

It was Joseph.

"Damn girl, you got some lungs!" he said while rubbing his ears. "So, what is a pretty girl like you doin' all alone on a Friday?"

"Oh, Im not sure what a 'pretty girl'" I stopped to do some air quotes on the words pretty and girl. " is doin here?"

I always find myself wondering why Joseph always calls me pretty. I think quite the contrary. I'm nothing Like my sister Rachel. She has beautiful show jet black hair the brushes the top of her shoulders, and clear sky blue eyes. Unlike me who has long , choppy, normal black hair that reaches the end of my back. And my eyes are like an avacado green. But, yet I've never heard him call Rachel pretty. How come?

"No, no there is no way!"

"Whats wrong Myli?"

"Uh," I felt my face get hot,"Uh Nothing..."

Then he brushed that aside and strode over to the TV and sat on the couch with an "plop". He started to search for the remote, then after accomplishing his misiion clicked play. "You know, you have an awful habit of making yourself at home?"

He  brushed a lock of his semi-long hair out of his eyes and responded with a smile simply stating 

" Yeah... I know."

Then we watched the rest of movie that i had rented. Joseph would laught at the actors awkwardness and  make comments on the most critical parts. Most people find that annoying, but its actually somthing that I

Lo- i mean- DONT DISLIKE! about him

We spent the rest of the night in peace. The movie began to get boring...soon enogh i found myself falling asleep...

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When I woke up the next morning Joseph was gone.

"Where did he go?" I asked myself.

"Where did WHO go?"

When i turned around i saw Joseph coming out of the bathroom rubbing his hair with a towel while another towel covered his-

"W-w-WHat ArE YOU DOING!?"