This is it..."Vangs, can you please open the door?" Charlie called out as he brought the huge brown box out of his car."I don't know, Charlie. Can I?" I snorted before putting the 2 medium boxes down and opened the door. "We really should've asked for help.""No." He grunted as he walked inside the brand new house, "We can do all of these ourselves." He dropped the box and smiled happily, "There!"I looked at his car, and my car, and the huge truck full of our stuff outside. "That's like 1 out of 50, Charles."His eyes widened and sweat fell from his forehead, "Alright, let me call Dean." He picked up his phone and started calling them.I laughed and picked up the boxes I left earlier, before carrying them inside the house."Need help with that?" He asked as he started walking towards me."Nope.""Really?""Yup."I frowned when I felt his hand grabbing the boxes from my hands. "Charlie!""Whaaaaat?" He laughed as he literally ran towards the living room with the boxes in his hands.
"Do you want daisies or roses?" The old yet nice looking lady asked me as she rolled the newspaper into a cone-like figure.".... Uh..." I trailed off, "Can I be the one picking them?"Her eyes widened but nodded anyway. She gave me some cutting tools and asked, "You know how to make a bouquet?"Chuckling, I knelt down and looked at the different kinds of flowers. "Well, I guess I was quite forced to."I was in the middle of cutting a rose when she asked me, "Forced by who?"Memories flash through my eyes; I saw my 8 years old version of me begging a random gardener to teach me how to choose flowers and make beautiful bouquets."Oh you know," I giggled, "A desperate girl who wants to learn everything for the one she loves... Me." Shrugging my statement off, I continued cutting the rose and put it on the ground.The old lady gave me a look that I usually receive whenever I answer people's question about learning stuff. The look of pity. I love it.That's sarcasm, by the way, I mean, wh
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Hi yo CRAZEEPS!I have a question... do you prefer Shawn Mendes or the guy from Wizard's of Waverly Place (Mason) to be Jay Emmerson ?I hope you'd enjoy this chapter and comment if you liked it or not.THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING CRAZEEPS!Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββ"I..." I gasped out, "I'm so sorry!"I tried putting the paperback at its place, wishing that there's a magical glue in it or it's like a robot from Transformers and could magically transform back to its place.But I was just wishing, so it wasn't true."Why would you do that?!" I heard the poor guy whose life is probably going to be ruined because of the unpassed and teared up papers I am holding or whose life is probably going to be completely normal since he doesn't care about his grades.But looking up, I immediately noticed who it was. And I think I just really did ruin his life. "Peter..." I trailed off as he knelt down
HI YO CRAZEEPS!THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT! Reading this chapters means a lot to me!I LOVE YOU GUYS!Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββScrolling down on my facebook account, I cringed when I realize that I officially have no life. I can't believe that I'm using the site right now. Well, it's not that I wanted to; I had to."Turn the pain into power."Gasping loudly, I took my phone and opened the camera. Snapping a pic of my laptop's screen, I mentally facepalmed when I realized that I could've just screenshot the pic.Yes, a picture that has "Turn the pain into power." caption with Jay and I doing a brofist back in high school.I continued scrolling down and saw some pictures of me, Pryla, Jay, and Peter. Me, obviously forcing my hand around Jay, and Pryla looking at Peter with pure admiration.Oh. My. Gosh."She likes him..." I muttered silently, quite dumbfounded actually. How come she h
Hi yo Crazeeps!It's been sooooo looong! π I missed you guys!If you are reading this, which I doubt you did since you've probably read the story before reading this author's note, hi !Well, I wouldn't be extending your torture !Enjoy πββββ’β’β’βββββ’β’β’β’β’ββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββββ’β’β’β’β’β’βββββββ’β’β’β’β’βββββ’β’β’βββ"If a dragon is a flying animal, a fly is a flying insect, then what is a dragonfly?"I stared at the television with a bored expression. "Lame," I muttered in a bored tone, and just as I said that, my head slumped on the table.The host of the tv show continued smiling as the camera shows the curious-looking children.Is this even college?Mr. Maaga, that old hag, ersh, wizard, paused the show and asked us, "So, what is a dragonfly?""A living thing." I snorted silently as I fumble with my pen."Did you say something, Ms. Langston?" He frowned at me, immediately making me the center of attention in the room."Sir," I paused, "No,
HI YO CRAZPEEPS!What-? DID I UPDATE?YES! YES, I DID!Thank you for the comments and amazing encouragement!Enjoy π~-~I don't usually run.Technically speaking, I only run when I have to or when I need to.Examples would be... like when I run out of napkins, or when I forgot my assignment, or when I'm late -you know, the usual.So you can expect me running in just about a moment and then in the next second, my butt would be giving a huge loud smooch on the floor. Not a kiss or a peck, but a smooch.I don't usually slip when I run.That is unless if someone forced me like by blocking my way with their feet, or when I slip because of a very wet surface but never because of a banana peel, ever.So I really have no idea why movies usually show it like that, I mean, the peel is freaking yellow! Anyone would've noticed it... unless if they're color blind and all... or when you're in a very dark alleyway and you had no idea that it was because of a banana peel until your phone fell in th
Hey Crazeeps!Yeah, it has been a while π Sorry, I got busy with school works and well, honestly speaking, I searched for the perfect Jay Emerson.And I've found him:Manu Rios πI'm sorry for those people who had wanted Shawn, but I'm sorry, I just don't think that he's the bad boy type π I LOVE YOU GUYS!Enjoy π~-~News travels fast in this current University of mine. Actually, rumors travel fast. An example would be the short accidental spill-up with my menopaused professor.But what makes me wonder and ponder for a long time is that... I've never heard any rumors about anyone killing anyone right behind our Uni.Well, literally speaking, Jay freaking Emerson killing a real-life freaking alien being right behind our freaking University."What are you talking about, Riles?" Pryla asks me, picking a piece of fries from her tray.I sighed through my nose as I mixed some mayo in my ketchup using my bare finger. "I mean... Do you know anyone in this University gone missing?"She la