The sun was burning outside, climate change guys, where's Trump? America explain!
Ok, I'm done with the vine references.
I groaned as I was just about to pick my inexistent longboard when I remembered Soph drove me to school and I had to walk in this hell we call Arizona, I can literally fry an egg on my oily forehead.
I'm from England and man, I want my cosy winter back.
I once again dragged my body trying to get home and once again a familiar car parked by de sideway and once again I didn't even wait to get inside.
"You're unbelievable." That's all she said. I don't understand her thing, in my head if you park your car near someone you know, who's walking the same direction as you, that's basically an invite.
"What's your first name?" I asked ignoring her whining.
"It was written on the board on the first day," she said rolling her eyes.
"Uh, I didn't pay attention." That made her roll her eyes again. "You know, if you keep rolling your eyes they'll get stuck." And she did it again. "Is that a tic you have?"
"It's a tic I only have around annoying people," she said coldly.
"You have to check that, if you only have it around annoying people then it means it's broken right now," I joked.
"Here," she said pulling up in front of my house. "Get out of my car."
"You didn't answer me," I insisted annoyingly. "What's your first name?"
"Daniella," she groaned. "Why are you so annoying?"
"Daniella's a nice name," I said ignoring her last sentence. "Give me your number?"
"You're too bold, get out of my car," she said in a mad tone but I could sense she's amused.
"Don't be so mean, Daniella," I said her name in an exaggerated tone wiggling my eyebrows.
"Don't you dare go around calling me by my first name, you prick." She groaned again.
"Yeah yeah, we are outside of school so," I smirked while opening the door to leave.
"Anna!" She called when I was about to close the door. "Aren't you forgetting something, you dumbass?"
"Your number?" I said in high hopes.
"Your backpack," she said rolling her eyes, dumb me, it was on the car's carped so I rested one of my knees on the seat to get down but I'm a clumsy ass so of course I almost fell making Daniella hold my arm, not in a romantic way though, I think if I had fallen it would have hurt less than her grip on my arm.
"Uh, I'm sorry and thanks," I said looking up seeing our faces just a few centimetres apart, I immediately backed away making my face go bright red, she just looked at me with a bored expression, damn I almost had a heart attack right there.
"Will you hurry up?"
I quickly picked up my bag from her car, making sure I wouldn't fall this time. My face was still a hot mess, of course she was noticing it, I think even the aliens are noticing this fluorescent red spot right there from space. I didn't know what to say so I just went with the boring, "See you tomorrow, Miss," I said trying my best not to stutter, too much.
"I don't mind your company, Anna," she said before I could run inside my house and kill myself in my bathtub. "You're funny."
"Is that your way of saying you like to have me around?" I asked a little surprised.
"Whatever," she said rolling her eyes before closing my door and taking off, how many times does this woman roll her eyes in a day?
We kinda have that in common though, I like her company because I feel like I can be my stupid self around her, and because she's hot. She likes my company because I'm funny and stupid so she can be her sadistic self and crush my hopes and ambitions, it's a win-win situation.
Except that I have a crush on her and she's obviously taking advantage of that to feed her ego and make fun of me, which is kinda fucked up but I'm not complaining as long as I can be around her.
Am I a masochist?
No, I'm just a lesbian, which is basically the same thing.
***
"So you came over to my house to find ways of getting into your teacher's pants?!" Soph asked in a sick voice almost coughing her lungs out. "I'm dying here! Fucking old guy coughing on my sandwich."
Apparently Soph went to the hospital for a check-up and ended up getting sick, basically, that's how hospitals work.
"I'm not trying to get into her pants," I said rolling my eyes, I never really used to roll my eyes because my dad always told me they would get stuck, but convivence with Miss Evans tells me otherwise, her eyes are perfectly fine and she rolls them about 1 hundred times a day.
"Then? Are you falling in love with her? I know you aren't, then why?" She asked after blowing her nose on a paper tissue.
"She's hot," I said simply.
"Then you're really just trying to get into her pants," she said with a contemptuous face.
"No... Ok, maybe." I shrugged. "But not in a let's fuck way, but in a hey let's get to know each other and see what happens next way."
"You're just going to fall in love with her and get your heart destroyed... But, uh, sure, let's do that," she said laying back down.
"So?" I rushed her.
"Not now, I'll text you later about that, now get out of here, I'm tired and I want to sleep. Don't call me unless you're dying," she said getting under her blanket and in less than later 10 seconds she was already snoring.
I love this dumbass, has there been a chapter I didn't call her a dumbass?
Mission 'getting to know Miss Evans better' started!
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