Off in the corner of my room I hear the xylophone ringtone playing off of my phone.
Who is calling me at 2 in the morning? Girls need their beauty sleep.
Fuck it. I'm sure they'll stop calling me.
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You might be wondering: "Did they stop calling her?"
Here's the answer to that question, no.
It's been 30 minutes and the ringing noise hasn't stopped. I have a busy day of school tomorrow and I don't want detention from falling asleep in class because some moron decided to call me late at night.
More like early in the morning but you get it.
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Fuck this I can't take it anymore.
I hobble over to the corner of my room where I plugged my phone in.
Sexiest Guy On The Planet Is Calling
Hmm. I'm guessing that's Carter huh?
"Hello? Carter?" I answer. My voice is raspy and I'm agitated that he's calling me at this time.
"I was thinking about you Cassie." He says through the phone. Aww, how sweet.
"I'm going to punch your face tomorrow because you woke me up to tell me that you thought about me. Just write it in your diary or something." I yawn. It's 2:43 in the morning and I would appreciate it if he would let me go to sleep now.
"No, wait. I was thinking about you. But, I thought about something else too."
"Oh that's great! Now let me go to sleep Carter or I will seriously punch you tomorrow." I mutter.
"Just wait. Do you want to know about what else I thought?" He chuckles.
"No."
"It was that-"
"No."
"You just-"
"No."
"Lost the bet."
"No. Wait what?"
"Yep. I was thinking something was weird and I was like, that stupid bet! You lost it Cassie." He laughs through the phone.
"Carter! You woke me up to tell me I just lost the stupid bet!? I am so going to get you tomorrow!" I growl.
What? A girl needs her sleep.
"I doubt you will. Goodnight sweetheart. Or should I say, good morning! Love ya!"
And then he hangs up.
I'll be honest, I'm pretty bummed out about the bet. I think we both forgot about it. It's been like a month already and things have changed drastically. But I'll just beg Carter to help me get revenge on Alissa some other day. All I care about right now is my sleep and how comfy my bed is.
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Oh my god what is that terrible noise? Is it Carter calling me again? Oh my god it better not be him...
Oh it's the alarm clock telling me, "Hey bitch, wake up get ready for school or you'll end up like one of those homeless weirdos with the Dumbledore beards."
I hate it.
I take my phone and bang my head on the snooze button. This is my morning everyone. Welcome!
"Good morning sunshine. Guess someone's not a morning person."
Oh
My
God.
"Carter freaking Wayford, what are you doing in the doorframe of my room?" I sigh, stuffing my toothbrush in my mouth.
"You're coming with me. Your mom said something about work and Charlie is with someone...We're leaving in 10. Hurry up or I'll leave you."
"Geez. Now will you leave I'm about to change." I roll my eyes, taking the toothbrush out of my mouth.
"I don't really mind sweetheart." He smirks.
"I hate you." I say and slam the door right after.
"Love you too!"
I quickly get changed into some light jeans and a cropped maroon sweater and slam the door back open and run down the stairs. I find a banana and quickly shove it into my mouth while putting on my sneakers.
I grab my backpack and quickly sprint outside to find Carter on his phone against his bike without any idea I'm here. And without warning I jump onto his back alarming him.
"I'm here!" I laugh, because the look on his face is priceless.
"God Cas you scared me." He rolls his eyes. "Now get off."
"Rude. I'm just enjoying my time up here." I shrugged, getting off and kissing his cheek.
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"So are you going to Lydia Douglas's party on Friday?" Laila asks.
"Hell yeah. Her parties are the shit. And her house? Huge." I respond, regretting my word choice.
Laila hates swearing. I think I've mentioned hat before though.
Anyways, Lydia Douglas is in Alissa's posse. Follows her around wherever she goes. But she's one of the nicer girls.
At least, nicer than Alissa.
"Ladies! Language! We're doing math, not discussing our weekend plans." Mrs. Adams snapped.
"Anyways, Alissa is going to be there. You should talk to Carter about coming too." She giggles.
"And you should ask out Greyson one day." I roll my eyes. "It sucks he's dating Lydia now though." I look up at Laila's face and see her blushing. But I see a look of disappointment in her eyes and drop the subject. It must be heartbreaking for her.
"Yeah. It really, really sucks..."
"I'm sorry Laila...I completely forgot. I just...Tell you what, tomorrow we'll do something fun. To get your mind off him." I smile, answering some of the equations on the sheet.
She smiles back at me but sighs, "Yeah. That would be cool."
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The story is not over! I actually have so much more planned and I'm so excited!
XOXO