6:00 am
I woke up to my mother calling me for breakfast. I answered her and she stopped calling me for breakfast. I was still in bed looking at my phone. I noticed that there were messages from my friends about how nervous they are for the Battle of the Bands. I messaged them that today is the Battle of the Bands and they replied
"Yo Man, WTF. You ruined the moment."
I replied:
"I'm sorry man, I'm just reminding y'all stupid ass."
"Woah, Chill there man. I'm almost at school."
the other two replied:
"Yeah, us too."
I thought Oh, Crap! I need to get ready...
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I quickly showered and dressed up. I went down to grab two pieces of bread for breakfast.
My mom asked me if that's my breakfast.
I gave her the thumbs-up sign and went dashing through the door, The reason why I am in such a hurry is because I remembered that Zelda texted me last night to pick her up from her house today. It was only a ten-minute drive from my house. She lives in a house similar to mine. It has two floors. And the inside of her house was beautiful, like her. Well, I'm not comparing her looks to a house. I mean that- She's Beautiful. Her eyes, her beautiful eyes sparkle like a star in the dark night.
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I am waiting outside of her house. I messaged her that I was waiting outside of her own home. She went out the door and waved at me, I waved back at her. after all the intense waving, she went in my car.
"Hello there, how are you?" she said
"Hi, I'm fine. How bout' you?"
"I'm fine. And, bro. Start driving. it's just twenty-minutes left until school starts."
I answered her and started driving.
"Oh-kay. And by the way. Are you going to support my group in the battle of the bands?"
"Yeah, of course! You guys are the best band in our school."
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I thought to myself that, should I confess to her this early? It's just five days until Valentine's day. Should I do it now? Nah, I'll do it on the fourth day before Valentines, but my thought wasn't clear. I felt like confessing now is the right thing to do... I felt like I need to say it but I can't... I can't force myself to not say it. But it's getting to me, it's getting annoying... I keep hearing and seeing illusions... I hear and see My own Nightingale Illusions...