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CHAPTER 1: MY FRIENDS ARE CRAZY

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CHAPTER 1: MY FRIENDS ARE CRAZY

I’m quite tired.

I stretched my arms trying to get a little bit of exercise after my long hours of one-on-one with my history book. I tried to close my exhausted and drowsy eyes for a bit then I would go back to work.

I was watching t.v. on our living room when my sister came in. She was so cool and always hanging out with the cool guys.

She’s all dressed up today; maybe she’ll attend a party. I always admire her and her awesomeness. She has always been the coolest and the prettiest between the two of us. I do remember when I was a kid that I always copy her. Whenever she has a new make-up, I try to use it and eventually she would get mad. Mom would calm her down by saying that I’m only admiring her.

That’s the truth. I always wanted to be her friend, you know, like hang out with the cool kids. But she always tries to keep me out of her life. So, that does it. I don’t speak to her anymore to try if she would notice and miss me, but she didn’t. It only made our relationship worst, because she just ignored me until the day came that we ended up not acknowledging each other’s existence.

My sister crept in the living room like she’s looking for something. I pretended not to notice her presence and sighed hoping she would hear me. But she didn’t. She got what she was a looking for-some kind of a purse-and hurriedly scampers through the door gladly.

I was sort of sad that she didn’t even ask me if I’ve seen her purse.

I have always looked up to her but I don’t admit it. I would try to hang out with her whenever she and her sassy friends have some plans, but I was always kicked out.

My momentary reverie was interrupted by a gentle tap on the door. I struggle my way to open it and in front of me was standing a very dreamy guy. He looks as old as my sister.

I squish my eyes a little like I couldn’t believe what I was seeing only to find him there standing again. Okay, my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. Gosh! How could a super hottie like this ever exist?

Seconds later-which seems like a decade- the hottie spoke.

“Is Courtney here?” he also has a beautiful voice.

It was hard for me to respond but I eventually found the right words. “I-I… I mean she left.”

Oh no. I think I sound like a moron in front of HOTTIE. I looked at him but he seems uninterested.

“Ohh..” was he said.

“She left with her friends just a while ago.Would you like to wait?” Wow. I sound natural.

“Yeah, sure!”

I let him in. I think I should give him something to eat.

I made my way through the kitchen but my clumsiness let me tripped over the carpet. I thought I was going to lay flat on the floor and ruin my good chances on him liking me. Instead, as I wait for the crashing noise that was made by my stupidity, I was laying on hottie’s strong arms. He caught me.

I believe it was a sign that he was my soul mate.

I woke up and found my phone quivering on my study table. I have been asleep.  

I reach for it and found Jeanne’s name appear on the screen. I press the answer button and locate the phone close to my ears.

“Hello” I muttered.