BFFs with Eleanor Calder FYI GF of Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 2 Messages

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Chapter 2 Messages

Christina's POV:

I groaned, the message was from my friend Lena Sylvester. We've known each other since the 3rd grade and I was currently in the 10th grade so about 7 years. I frowned unclicking the tab. British time is different than American time so maybe I should check tomorrow, I thought ex-ing out the explorer and turning off the computer.

I already had my pjs on so I just opened up the covers and lay down. I closed my eyes; but I couldn't sleep. Eventually my eyes closed.

"RING, RING, RING," my alarm clock chimed. My eyes fluttered open. I sat up and glanced at the clock, it felt as if I just went to sleep five minutes ago. I groggily sat up. I pulled the covers off me and and stood up. I did a series of stretches to help my poor sore muscles. I picked up my phone and checked Facebook, still no message. She'll come around, I thought, I sound like a stalker, awesome! I checked Twitter.

I first went on Louis' Twitter. Oh God, was all I could think. There were like a thousand tweets to Louis about Eleanor being a whore, hmm that rhymes, but wait that's rude. Then there were a lot about, 'How about you go out with me?' And I thought, How about not? Currently there were no tweets from Louis. I bet he doesn't know how to reply to all of this, I thought frowning.

I quickly went to Eleanor's Twitter. There were a lot of hate tweets, twice as much as yesterday. I closed my eyes savoring the moment. I pried my eyes open and clicked the home button at the bottom of my phone. I clicked on 'Clock' to check the time in London. It was '6:08 AM' here and over there it was '12:08 AM' in London. She should have replied me, I thought, I sound like a total brat. I'll just wait and see. I sighed clicking home again and then turning my phone off. I rubbed my eyes.

"Christina McClure! Wake up this instant or I will drag you out of bed right now!" Mom exclaimed. "Coming Mom," I replied with a yawn. I opened my door. "Ooooh! You're in trouble," said my sister smug. "And ooooh you're gonna get late yourself short one," I said. She stuck her tongue out at me and I ruffled her hair. She swatted my hand away, "I just fixed my hair and now you just screwed it up!" "Johanna McClure! Do not think you don't need to wake up either," yelled Mom. "I'm up Mom," she responded with obvious irritation in her voice.

"Young lady do not use that tone with me," Mom yelled, coming to the bottom of the staircase yielding a spatula. I smiled at my mother. She waved her spatula in the air, "Go get ready! You'll be late Christina!" I ran to the bathroom and shut the door in my sister's face. She banged her fists on the door, "This is soooo not fair! I got the bathroom first!" "Life's not fair Jo," I told her feeling cheeky, "you'll live! Plus I have to leave first!"

The pounding stopped and I heard her light footsteps trail back to her room. I looked in the mirror, my wavy dark brown hair was tangled in masses. I picked up a brush and stared at it intently for thirty seconds, not blinking. Then finally I plowed the brush through my tangled hair. I put the brush down. I sighed and looked in the mirror. I picked up a purple hair band from the top draw on the left in the sink, and picked up my hair in a pony. I pulled the hair band around my pony three times to make sure it won't come out.

I quickly turned on the tap and washed my face. I took my green and purple tooth brush, quickly rinsed it, and added tooth paste. I brushed my teeth while thinking of what to wear. Our school district and the whole area had to wear school uniform so I don't have many choices. That's what you get for living in Kansas City, I thought to myself. I spit out the tooth paste, rinsed the tooth brush, and then my mouth.