You're A Work Of Art

chapter 1

I'm backkkk
Is this how it feels to write a story on wattpad?
My hands are soo sweaty right now, you have no idea.
And then I can't use abbreviations!
This is torture I tell ya!
Torture!!
But..imma go through it because I wuvvvv u guys. Mostly Cus u bothered to read this. So...yea
ON WITH THE STORY!!😻😻😻😻

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PANCAKES AND NUTELLA ARE PROPER MOTIVATION
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I can't believe it..
I honestly can't believe what my eyes are seeing..
S-she actually did this..
She...
Okay, Cali, breathe in, breathe out,.. breathe in, breathe out..breathe in, breathe..

"CALIIII!!!!!!"

Out...breathe in, breathe out...breathe in...

"Cali...are you okay? You seem..mad"

..breathe out..breathe in, breathe out
Now count to ten
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9..

"Caliiiiiii"

"Uh..Lisa. I don't think you should be poking her right now."

"Why not?"

"She's..red"

"That's ridiculous"

"Lisa. She's hot..literally"

"I understand you're a guy, and it's in your nature to hit on things with legs and boobs, but now's not the time, Brandon."

"I warned you.."

I can't anymore..
Anger?
Yeah?
I think it's time for you to come out now.
Yasssss! Finally!

"Lisa..", I growl, my body shaking vigorously due to the built up anger in me.

"Y-yeah?"

"10,9,8,7.."

"W-what're'ya doing?"

"..6,5,4,3.."

"Should I run?"

"..2...1"

"Run.."

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50 minutes later
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I sigh, dabbing Lisa's now sore leg.
I didn't wanna do it, but in cases like these, pancakes and nutella are proper motivation.
You would think my best friend of 14 years would know that.

"I'm sorry"

I looked up to meet her truly remorseful eyes, wet with her tears. She looked so sad I felt like squeezing her in a tight hug and apologizing for going all big foot on her, but I need to be mad. At least act like I am. How else am I gonna make her guilty enough to give up her whole jar of nutella?
A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

Sighing heavily this time, I look away from her and hand over the dabbing napkin to Brandon.

"I warned you.."

I held in a chuckle at Brandon's expression. No sooner had those words come out of his mouth had Lisa given him her infamous deathly glare.
The poor guy. He looks like he might pee on himself..wait...that's already happened.

I walk into the living room of my new apartment, and let me just say I'm impressed.
It's got well polished wooden floors and a nice wide space for pretty much anything I'd want to use it for. I'm claustrophobic too, so that's just a bonus.

"I miss home"
Turning around, I meet the owner of the voice, Brandon. I smile, going closer to him then engulfing him in a tight hug. He's the closest thing I have to a brother. And he's also my first crush, so..Yeah.

"I would love to agree with you, but I can't."

"Cali.."

I released my arms from his body and turn the other way.

"I know, I know"

Sighing, he grabs my hands back, causing my body to slam against his chest, then he wraps his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my head.
Of course, me being me, I blush. Hard.

"Cali.."

"Yeah?"

He lifts his chin of my head and grabs my shoulders, forcing me to look into his eyes.

"I don't want you thinking about that dingbat. He doesn't deserve a place in your thoughts. He broke your heart. He hurt you.. He.."

I watched as his jaw clenched and clenched.

"Thinking about him doesn't do me good, I know. I just..."

"You just nothing. We've always been together. It's always been us. And not on my life am I gonna allow a ..a..thing like him get in between us."

Que the blush

"Come on. I think Lisa's willing to give you her nutella now."

Yasssss! Score one for me.

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One word for this chapter?
Dumb..
I know, okay? Just gimme a while to think of what I'm actually gonna write.
I'm so lost😭
ANYHOO..thanks for at least reading.

Aileen😘😘