To Say It:
I Know You Too Well
Have you ever had one of those days where you just don't want to get out of bed? Maybe it's too early? Or, maybe, you don't want to face something that day? Or could it be that the bed just feels too good? Whatever your excuse may be, I know mine.
As I put in my jeans for school, I happened to catch a glimpse at my phone.
What stupid idiot created text messaging in the first place?
On my way home yesterday, I had attempted at least twenty times to mutilate my phone. Didn't work; metal was just too strong for my nails. The fact that Ino kept snatching it from me whenever I was about to throw it onto the street didn't help, either.
I took my sweet time getting my hair done even though I had heard my mom tell Ino to wait for me by the couch. It serves her right for destroying the delicate balance I had in my life.
Just when I couldn't adjust anything else, Ino walked in.
Not quite looking at me, but at her watch, she said, "You know, even if we run, we'll never make it to school on time."
I stared at her with the coldest eyes I could give. Finally I answered. "Well, maybe I don't want to go to school."
Her expression quickly changed to disbelief. "Oh, please. Ms. Perfect doesn't want to go to school? Gimme a break."
"Well, Ino." I emphasized her name, "Some people don't like do go through things!"
"If you don't face things now, they'll just come back to haunt you later. Now, come on, we're going to be late."
As she turned away, my phone vibrated with the familiar jingle of my favorite song.
Ino turned on her heel and stared at me. I quickly shifted my glance towards the little black phone.
"Aren't you going to get it?"
Sorry that I forgot about this... a lot of things have come up. First off, I got sick. Then, our one act play competition is coming up... not fun. Then I had my 14th birthday, that was fun.
Well, hope this satisfies you guys. I probably won't be back until after May 9th. If I am, you people scold me, 'k?
-Niami