A love story between a teen girl who loves art and a teen guy who wants to grow up and become a game animator. She is walking through the mall with her sketchbook. He is staring at his phone doing something random as the normal teen. They don't noti...
"Get out of your room! I swear other than school, you have stayed in there for like... TEN DAYS STRAIGHT!" I was in my dark room with my lamp on, drawing as always. My cat jumped on my desk and made me draw a straight line right through my picture. "UGH! GIZMO!" I just threw away the drawing. There wasn't much to it anyways so it wasn't like a work of art was just destroyed (Even though the kids at my school would argue). At my school, they say everything I draw is "A MASTERPIECE!" I don't get it but whatever they say I guess.
"JENNIFER!" With bags under my eyes, I say, "Yes, Mom?" "AT LEAST GO TO THE MALL OR SOMETHING! BE NORMAL!" My mother yelled back." "Yeah yeah..." I yawned and said," I'll be on to that as soon as possible." All of a sudden... WHOOSH! My door swung open. "JENNIFER! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN UP?! You have bags under your eyes!" My mom sighed and said, "I'll make some coffee. You take a shower to wake yourself up." "Thanks, Mom."
I started to doze off but bobbed my head, trying to wake myself up. I started up the hot shower, almost burning myself to the touch. I turned on some music and hopped in. I swear I almost fell asleep just STANDING UP. Is that even possible? I knew from then on, this was gonna be a long day.
Finally, I got out of the shower, changed, fixed up my hair, and went back to my room. My mom walked in with the coffee saying, "I have some money for you to bring to the mall. Buy some new art supplies if you need to, I don't know." "Do I HAVE to? I don't need any new art supplies anyways." My mom gave me a blank stare and said, "I mean you don't have to take the money..." "Okay! Take the money!" I replied. I would rather stay home than get some stupid money to go to the mall. There is just no point. My mom facepalmed and said, "You are going. I want you out of this room by... I DON'T KNOW! JUST LEAVE THE HOUSE FOR ONCE!" I giggled and said with a smirk, "Why do you want me out so bad... huh? Got a... guy?" "Ah-! UGH!" She stomped out of the room, looking back at me, pissed off. She slammed the door as I looked back at my blank desk.
I laid my head down for a second, trying to regain an understanding of at least a little of what was going on. Finally, I grabbed my jacket, beret, and drove to the mall. It wasn't safe for me to be on the road. Every turn I took, I had to take a sip of coffee to gain consciousnesses.
"HEY! MOVE OUT THE WAY!" My head bobbed up faster than the speed of light. The light was green and the very many cars behind me were honking and yelling. "Shit!" I yelled, slamming on the gas peddle, hoping to not get a ticket for whatever mess I just created.
I made it to the mall alive (surprisingly). Before I got out of the car, I had to slap myself a few times. I wouldn't be surprised if I was just walking in the mall and all of a sudden just passed out, lying face first on the floor. I grabbed my drawing journal from the back of my seat so that at least while I was in the mall, I could do something other than being bored out of my mind. Finally, I got out of the car and walked into the mall.
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