Her simple life
meow
I don't hate cats, but this ringtone managed to ruin my sw
my puffy brown eyes. Grabbing
kill me! I was supposed to be at wor
self down. I stepped out, wrapped myself in a towel, and hurriedly brushed my teeth. Throwing open my closet, I grabbed the fir
sitting room, only to find my broth
emarked, not taking hi
l," I retorted, rolling my eyes.
iefly. "You should
ffed. "It jus
oing to bed earlier," h
arcastically, grabbing my
d after me, returning
Once the engine roared to life, I hopped on and drove off,
of the restaurant where I worked, his hands on his hi
he said sternly
. My alarm didn't go off," I expl
his is the third time this mon
gain," I pleaded. "I'll set
lowly. "Alright, get inside and get to
let you down," I said, hurrying
payday. A lot of people had just received their salaries and came to unwind.
nde hair flowed gracefully, and his hazel eyes sparkled. He wore a black top that showcased his strong arms and a pair of pants. Arou
oney laundering as the mayor of the town, all our money was taken by the government, leaving just 10% for me and my brother. Because of that, we had always been targets for bullies at school, the park, the supermarket, the thrift
he early morning breeze scattered his blonde hair, making him pack it back, which only made him look more charming. Sometimes, we would swim in the river behind Mrs
de it hard for me, and somehow it convinced me that he liked me too. The way he looked at me, spent more time with me than my brother, s
whispering in my ear, "Come on, this is y
went to the counter and started taking orders and serving customers. As
handsome toda
ghtened. He rushed to my side and gently grabbed my hand.
am," I
oming in late," he asked again,
l," I said. "Gosh, he always worrie
ut not in front of me," Mrs. Grant, the only female cop in town
itchen. "I promise I'm fine," I reassured the worrywart b
out to ask me out?" I wondered because I was well aware of his feelings for me. From tim
mally $80 but was $78 this time around. He
drag Kelvin and force him to confess his feelings, but I didn't. He would say it naturally, I
adjusted my glasses, climbed onto my scooter, and started it, making noise to s
as about to drive off when I heard his masculine voice. "Wait... Sarah."
u know tomorrow is the deadline for the even
nd on his face. "I'm sorry, th
it's
my shoulders, and his f
lushing! Is he about t
had practiced how I would kiss him with my p
." He st
g my hand on his neck and look
ake it seriously, Sarah," he sa
girlfrie