This had been the suckiest day I ever went through. Why? Because of this freaking thing that advertised my legs to the morons making me look like a prostitute. I swear a towel would have done a better job covering my legs instead of this little piece of shit.
I kick the shorts off my legs in anger, catapulting it to the other side of the room. How can people even keep up with it?

I kept on praying to God to give me patience and not strength because I might have beaten the bejesus out of the morons checking me out and rip the eyes out of my eye-rapists after I slam their face on concrete.

I thought turning to 'Ameliah' would make my life better but reality is like a slap on my face. I throw myself on my bed and grab my pillow clenching and frustratedly screaming in it so that it blocks the banshee shriek.

The buzzing of my phone made me jump off my bed and face-plant the floor. I groan and get up, rubbing my butt in pain.

I swear to god I'm gonna kill this person.

Now where's my freaking phone? I basically ramp on floor to look for it but still couldn't find it.

Where the hell is it-

Aha! Found it! I shove the blanket aside and check the caller's ID.

Unknown.

I sigh and swipe the disconnect icon.
I ain't got time to deal with stupid blind people who cannot even type correct numbers.

I toss my phone on my bed then plop onto it. I curl up like a worn, snuggled under the warmth of my blanket with my eyes slowly drooping.

Then my eyes fly open as soon as I closed them by the saccade string of continuous sound deafening my ears.
I place the pillows on both side of my ears trying to block the sound but then just say it wasn't helping. AT ALL!

I groan in irritation and angrily throw my hand to grab my phone from the nightstand but miserably fail when I accidentally knock it down instead making a huge crack appear on my screen.

Just.

So.

Freaking.

Great.

Whoever is calling me will face my wrath!

I hastily swipe the green icon.

"Hel-"

"Wrong number!" I spit out drily then disconnect the call.

The screen of my phone flashes again with the same number popping.

Oh for the love of God!
Who on earth is this imbecile!

"What the fuck can't get through that thickhead of yours! I told you its a WRONG NUMBER! Are you deaf or stupid? Or both at the same time? Stop calling me you imbecile before I jump through the screen and kick your sorry ass to cretinland!" I yell through the phone.

After my vent, I was breathless and thought that I traumatized the bejesus out of that poor soul but what I was not expecting was laughing.

Yes. Laughing.

" Sheesh! Calm down woman, Are you on your period or something? " I could hear the faint husky Spanish accent in his voice.

" Yes" I reply drily. "I woke up in a pool of blood. Is it how you want me to end yours?"

"You haven't changed one bit have you?" he chuckles from the other side.

Hold on. I thought this is a wrong number. What is he talking about?

"W-who are you?" I stutter blinking my eyes in confusion.
This dude is creeping me out.

"Ouch. I'm hurt you already forgot me, CUPCAKE"

I dropped my phone for the secondth time today.

"Oh come on! let me see it!" chloé wailed standing on her tiptoe, trying to look behind my back.
"Nopes" i said popping the 'p' and shaking my head, turning around.
"Come on don't be such a pooper!"
My eyes widened at this and my jaw hung open.
"I'm not a pooper!" I defended, stomping my foot.
"You're no fun dweebs! Come on show us your birthday present !" Rebecca wailed along with chloé.
"pfuft let her be guys. It must a new big rimmed dorky google anyways" stacey waved her hand dismissively.
"No its not!"
"Yes It is!"
"Is not!"
"Is"
"Not-"

"Hey! Give me my book back!" I yelled at chloé who had ripped my book out of my hands.

"Ew you got a colouring book for your birthday? Boeuringgg!" Stacie booed at me.

"Its not a colouring book! Its a story book. Give it back!" I pouted, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Then come get it" They all cooed at me.

Whenever got the nearest to snatching my book from them, they ripped a page out of it and tossed the book it to another person, making me run after it like a dog after a bone.

My eyes were filled with tears watching the present that mommy and daddy gave me getting shred to pieces. I hadn't even read that book and I wanted it since last year when I saw it through the bookshop window. My eyes shone the second they landed on it and I pressed my face on the glass, starring at it. I even started saving my pocket money for it but Mom must have noticed since she got it for me.

"Please Stop, I waited so long for it" I cried, tears pouring down my cheeks.

"Fine. Go fetch!" Rebecca laughed and threw the book to the ground.

I ran after it and tripped on a rock in the process. I stumbled and landed straight in a muddy puddle which splashed around with the impact.

My pink birthday dress had a huge mud stain on it and my hair was damp with thick mud dropping out of its ends.
I felt something hot cascade down my knees and looked down to see blood trickling down my bruised knee.

"Are you okay?" I looked up to see a blond haired boy with electric blue eyes looking down at me.

He stretched his hand to help me up and I nodded then took it, getting out of the muddy puddle.

I glanced at Chloé, Rebecca and stella while dusting of my dress and picking the dead leaves out of my hair. They gawed at us with jaws hanging open and eyes ready to pop of their sockets.
Their faces were fuming red and they did not ever bother to hide the fact and they wanted to rip my hair of my head.
'Jealousy' is what was plastered over their forehead.

"Thanks" I gave him a small sheepish smile and walked to my house, leaving a trail of muddy footprints behind me not before a flight of crumbled pieces of paper originally ripped from my book hit the back of my head.

End of flashback.

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A/N

Heya splendid people out there!

Yesterday had been the suckiest day ever!
I woke up to see that my book had vanished from my works. I could no longer update chapters and my reads dropped from 2.84 K reads to Zero. Yes! Zero. All the nights I kept up late to write, all my efforts, everything went in vain. You cannot imagine how much that hurt me and put me in a very foul mood yesterday.
I cried endlessly before going to school thinking that I would never have my book back.

But thanks to some readers, they reported wattpad about it and I got my book back in the afternoon!
You have no idea how happy I was that I almost cried again.

I just want to say a big THANK YOU to all the ones who supported me through this phase and helped me out of it.

I got my book back because of you guys and I'm soo grateful to you all for always encouraging and motivating me to write more.

Oh and about that wrong number boy.

Just wait and well read what happens next.

*rubs hands impatiently together *

I love you all!

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~from the awesomest person eveur post fellow readers.