After an unpleasant two years away from her hometown, Chloe Woods is excited to return. She's looking forward to rekindling her friendship with John Allen, her best friend who she didn't tell she was moving. Imagine her surprise when she returns dis...
It's currently eight o'clock pm on Thursday and I was writing an English essay due for tomorrow last minute as I decided to hold it off until now.
I took one glance at my blank screen and just sat back, deciding to think about what a bad decision it was to leave this to last minute. My English teacher is not only strict, but she has a lot of power in the school, so I'd have to come up with a pretty believable excuse for me to not get a detention.
That's when I remembered.
I grabbed my phone and texted Elijah, asking him if we had detention today. In under a minute he replied, confirming my fears.
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"Argh!" I shouted louder than I was supposed to. I paused for a second, expecting to hear my mum's footsteps stamping towards my room to see what had happened, but there was only silence.
"You know what?" I said to Hugo, my sister Amber's dog, who she'd dropped off for the weekend. "I don't really care anymore. I already have an hour detention tomorrow; I can endure through another one."
I paused and leaned in. "But, in movies, the main character always somehow gets away with not doing her work when the cute boy saves her during class." I whispered, and he just nodded lazily.
So, I decided to get eight hours of sleep that night and went to bed earlier than I usually did, shutting down my laptop and packing away after accepting the fact that I was seriously screwed.
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I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 am the next morning and sighed, forcing myself out of bed. On my way to the bathroom a ruffled Hugo's head and started my hygiene routine. When I'd finished brushing my teeth and showering it was 7:21, so I had to speed up.
I'd decided to wash my hair so I wouldn't have to tomorrow so I quickly combed through the curls, applied some hair cream and blow dried it until it was soft. I then tied half of it up and half down, brushing out my hair so it could be more voluminous.
"Why's it so quiet in here?" I asked Hugo loudly, trying to fill in the silence in the house. I shrugged and brought out my phone, connecting it to a speaker. I pressed shuffle and grinned when Don't by Bryson Tiller came on.
