"Well," I think; "Now I have to start on this stupid assignment." I get up and walk to my computer desk where I put the phone down. I grab a notebook and my favorite mechanical pencil. Turning around I glance at my bedroom. My room is the coolest room I have ever been in. Each wall is a different color; one is black, one is blood red, and one is royal purple. The other wall is so cool; it's black and white plaid. But the coolest thing about it is that I designed and painted it on my own.

Shaking my head I jerk back to reality. Then I walk over and sit back down on my bed. "Ok, my assignment is to write a twenty or more page long story. And it has to be about one or more of your friends or family. I want it to be about my friends but I am not sure what to say about them. There your typical everyday teenagers. Nothing unusaual ever happens to them." I think to myself as I bite the tip of my thumb-nail.

Suddenly I jump startled as my mom yells, "Michelle someone's at the door for you!"

"Who is it momma?" I ask her as my heartbeat slows down to its normal speed. There's a moment of silents. Then I hear; "It's a guy who claims to be one of your best friends."

"O.k? Thanks Momma." I call to her.

Then as I am just about to get off my bed, to answer the front door, my cell phone rings. "Great! Now who could that be?" I ask myself sighing. I look at my phone and answer it with caution.

"Hello?" I say questionably to the person on the other end.

"Hey, Michelle." I hear in reply to my question.

"Who is this?" I ask to the deep guys' voice on the other end of the line.

"Michelle, it's me Kole." The voice states calmly

"Oh, hey I haven't heard from you in a while. So how are you doing?"

"I'm doing great. Your mom says you're still in your pajamas. So get dressed and get down stairs I'm at the front door." Kole says with a little bit of excitement in his voice.

"W-What?!" I exclaim almost dropping the phone from my hand.

"You heard me! I'm at the door." Kole says again but a little more calmly. "So I'm going to let you go, so you can get dressed but then please come downstairs and answer the door."

"Umm ok I'll be down in a minute or two. Bye." I says hesitantly.

I hang up my cell and rush from my futon bed and over to my closet. "Oh my gosh! This is great Kole is here. O gosh I haven't seen him forever! What am I going to where today?" I think both nervously and excitedly. I start to look at one item to the next flinging them with an excited force. As I'm looking in my closet and find only a pair of blue jeans. I then search my dressers. I look through them about three times before I finally find the shirt I want to where.

I get dressed as quickly as I ever have and turned to look in look the mirror. My reflection shows me wearing: a pair of tight fitted blue jeans and a white spagetti strap under a black tank top. Also my favorite black hoody wrapped around my waist to keep from showing my stomach. It's a perfect outfit. I think to myself as I scrunch my hair up in my hand, before turning to my makeup bag. I quickly decided to put on a little make-up. I put on cover-up, a light pink-red eye shadow, black eye-liner, and clear shimmering lip gloss. Then as if I was on fire I shoot down the stairs.

"Hey, watch where your going!" My brother Ryan yells at me as I almost knock him down.

"Oops, sorry Ryan." I yell back. Then I take a deep breath and pretending to be calm I answer the door.