I was almost half asleep until there was a loud knock on the door, making me groan. "What?" I yelled.
"Kenzie, Eric is here." I jumped up at my Mom's voice. It hasn't even been twenty four hours since I came back to New York and he's already here?
Tell him go away! - was the thing I wanted to say. But rather than that, I had to choose some other nice words. "Send him upstairs."
If I'd hear that Eric's here like even a month ago, I'd jump down from my bed and quickly brush my teeth. Do my hair and try to look as much presentable as possible. I know that he's just my boyfriend but I've always been like this, wanting to make him look that I'm not a mess.
But now at this moment, all I want him is to come upstairs for a minute so that I can clear it out that I want him to get lost.
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