LOVE is just a word to you; it doesn't mean anything does it?
Today was good, I guess. Me and Brandon finally got time alone, but I regret doing what I did, Can you guess what we did? Ok, so he said he loved me and I told him I loved him back but he said he wanted me to prove it. So I guess I did, I haven't spoke to him since today, I mean we normally text and call each other 24/7 but I don't understand, why hasn't he called me? Why hasn't he texted me? I open up my phone and find him in my contacts and press call. I call him once, twice, three times, Okay I left at least seven messages and still no answer. His phone must be off I think to myself as I climb into my bed, I pull my hair out of its pony and lay down, I'll see him tomorrow, he'll have to speak to me then won't he?
I wake up to the usual sound of my alarm clock, the beeping noise irritates me so much but I guess that's why it's there, I drag myself out of bed and walk over to the bathroom and jump into the shower, the warm water instantly wakes me up. I'll see him today; I have to look my best. I get out of the shower and pick out my nicest clothes that are suitable for school, I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and my pink converse, I quickly grab a t-shirt and throw it on, I look in my mirror and see myself, looking worried, there's nothing to worry about. Is there? I think to myself, I brush and blow dry my curly dark brown hair, I straighten it and leave it out, It goes to my waist now, I have never had it cut, never in my life. I look at the clock and it says eight, I walk down our wooden stairs and step into our kitchen white counters, black granite tops. I take a bowl out of our cupboard and pour in my cereal and milk, I rush it down and run to brush my teeth, I take one last look at myself, grab my bags and jet off for school.