IST POV.

"I really, really don't feel like resuming school. I miss summer already." I groan, my finger wrap around the light blue curtains as I watch the beautiful city view through the window.

"You are a nerd for fucks sake. Nerds don't hate school." Cynthia chuckles. "It's our last year in high school, you can drop out after then."

First am not a nerd. And second nerds also have equal right to hate school.

"I wish I could." I exhale. Looking up to the stary light sky. "My mom will surely slaughter me."

"Or maybe marry you off to a ninety year old rich motherfucker to make up for all the money she wasted on you ." She states like it's any better than the first.

"Just shut it chicken." I roll my eyes, ignoring the fact that she isn't here.

"Is that a meteor...?" Shit....that surely those looks like a meteor.

"A meteor." Cynthia's voice out. There is noise in the call background and then she speaks again. "I see nothing. Are you sure it really is a meteor?"

"Are you trying to say am dumb." I scowl.

"Well that might be the case." I literally can imagine her shrug innocently.

That cocky bitch.

"If it really is a meteor then you should make a wish." Her voice is now laced with excitement.

"Other than eliminating the existence of school, my life is pretty perfect." I hum. "So I don't have anything to wish for."

"Really. Who is the piece of shit who haven't dated since high school, scratch that, in her whole dumb life." She snorts in mockery. "Did you really forget about your pathetic love life or are you just pretending to?"

"At least am not the bitch who changes boyfriend like diaper." I retort, cringing at her choice of word.

It's not my fault that am a picky person.

"Remember the wish you owe me when you lost the drum stick bet." I bet she is smirking right now.

How could I forget the stupid bet.

"Then make a wish." She orders. "The first guy you set your eyes tomorrow will be your Mr right."

What kind of shity wish is that.

"You are still there right?" She snickers. "Or do you want to go back on your words?"

"Just shut the trash butthole. I will do it."

Its not like it's really going to come true. If only wishes where horses.

I drop my phone on the windows.......I close my eyes then take deeo a breath.

I wish that my Mr right will be the first guy I set my eyes on tomorrow.

Staying still for some seconds like a magic wand will pop out from thin air and my prince will appear right in front of me, I pry my eyes open, picking my phone up.

"All done. I hope you are happy" I snap. "Am done and might as well go to bed. Have a bitchy night and may the bed bugs bite."

Hanging up, I walk to my bed. Letting gravity pull me down and into it's fluffy comfort.

Something about that wish ticks me off.

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