I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know (73)

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Well I finally finished that fracker! LOL (there that should do it) 

Anyway... I don't know I don't especially like this chapter... feels like my writing is getting suckier... blame it on the fact I'm back to writing and reading and thinking in French because of college (insert dreadful back music) 

So anyway sorry for the long wait I was busy throwing skittles at random people with my Papa Bear, going to college, seeing a buttload of expositions, being sick and having the voice of a fourteen year old boy in puberty, dealing with crap, living in crap (not literally but Chief and Big-Boy don't clean and I didn't have time to clean so we live in a MESS right now), discussing with Big-Boy the outcome of a fight between Apple and Google, making a fool of myself to scare the First Years in Art and Literature this year...

Anyway this is long and there might be a lot of mistake still, sorry but it's past 2 in the morning and I have school tomorrow morning so no complaining! 

Anyway, lot of description in this... things will get more interesting soon! lol 


I'm sure I had a bunch of crap to say but I'm tired and I have to go sleep!

So enjoy guys! :D

And again, sorry for the long wait!

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My cellphone woke me up on Tuesday morning.

Getting up in the morning.

A pain.

Getting up earlier than you should.

Even more of a pain.

I groaned in protest but then stretched my hand out of the warm comfort provided by my sheets and dragged the phone to my ear "Ya?" my voice crooked.

"Nice voice in the morning Pumpkin, you should totally call me master with it"

Oh this can't be serious?

"Honestly, calling me in the middle of the night, fine I won't make a big thing out of it, but calling me to wake me up in the morning that's just crossing a line" I groaned and rolled in my bed.

Okay I might like Blake but I enjoyed sleeping quite a lot, and I hadn't gotten a lot of it lately... because of him. And soon I would be all alone with him in the woods. Okay maybe not all alone but I totally understood my point right now...

Blake chuckled on the other end of the line "Not a morning person?"

I groaned again "What do you want, you idiot? You'll see me in like one hour!"

Silence for a second.

That prick was SO smirking right now!

"Actually, I'll see you sooner. I'll come pick you up"

Cue conflicted emotion. On one side I wanted to jump up and down in my bed, on another I wanted to curl back in my sheets and sleep till I died. And maybe smother Blake with my pillow.

"And why is that?" I asked, after taking a big breath.

"Want to leave your car in the school parking lot for four days?" Blake replied in a "duh" voice.

Did he see the illogicality if this? "What about YOUR car?"

"Josh will drive it back" Blake simply stated

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