Chapter 1~

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It's been a week since he left me. I don't know what went wrong. We were making out 1 second and then separated the next. I don't think that I did anything...did I? I dunno anymore. I'm just really...confused...

-Yawns-

Ugh.

School is today. How pleasant. Welp, I better get up. Dear lord I talk to myself a lot. I turn over to see that its only 6 am. I usually don't get up for another 30 minutes. Oh well, I might as well get up. The early bird cathches the worm, I thought to myself. "SHUT UP I AM SLEEPING CHILD." Oops, guess I said that out loud. "SORRY MOTHER, ENJOY YOUR SLUMBER" I said to her.

I raised up, hopped on up outta bed and went to go take a shower. As I was walking into the shower, I suddenly started thinking of him, Michael. Still confused of what the fuck happened between us I decided to leave that thought alone because I knew that would end up sticking into my head for the rest of the day. But I really wanna know what his deal is.

I went ahead and washed up, hopped out of the shower and started drying off. Hmmm, what should I wear today? I thought. "CHILD, IF I HAVE TO TELL YOU AGAIN TO SHUT UP I'M GOING TO COME IN THERE AND BEAT YOUR ASS." I giggled a little at her irritation.

I went to my closet and looked around to see what to wear.

Hmmmm, nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. AHA. YES. This will do!

I've decided to wear the following to school today: My fabulous Attack on Titan tee, Crimson beanie, some black skinnies, and my bright ass red vans.

Oh look its 6:50.

I should go wait for the bus now.

I go to kiss my mother goodbye then walk out the door to wait for the bus.

That damned bus is late again. Well shit, I'm gonna be late for school.

AN~

~~Okay! So this is the 2nd part to the story "The Attic" Which was definitely the worst story on wattpad! I LACKED DETAIL.

But anyways, this is pretty much a continuation of the last one. What do you think will happen with Hunter and Michael? READ TO FIND OUT!

cx I'm so weird~~

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