So I am officially a high school graduate. Yesterday I went to the school and got my diploma, it was a sad feeling at first because I wouldn't be able to graduate with my friends that I have known since kindergarten. Just being able to get my diploma was a big and huge accomplishment!
Now it's party time.
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My mom was making my favorite food, meatloaf, mashed potatoes with chicken gravy, caesar salad, and for dessert a homemade cheesecake. My mom said that everybody was getting here at five-thirty, so I still had to do my hair and makeup.
"Hey Casey you're mom wants to know where the cheese grater is at?"
"It should be in the dishwasher still."
My dad closed the door behind him and I plugged in my straightner and waited for it to heat up. I looked through my makeup to see what colors I could use with my red dress. I decided white and black eyeshadow, and black eyeliner; I hovered my hand over the straightner and felt the heat. I turned on my small bluetooth speaker and connected my phone and put on Oasis. I brushed my hair out and sectioned it, I got pieces and started to straighten my hair. As I was doing my hair it was getting hot so I went to my big window and as I opened it and looked straight the guy who lives in the house in back was looking at me.
"Can I help you?"
He just stared at me and it was freaking me out a little bit. I just stared back at him and examined his shirtless body, tattoos covering his arms and chest.
"What's your name cutie?"
"Excuse me?" I said to him.
He looked down and chuckled, then looked back up.
"Your name sweetheart."
"Do you just call any girl that you have never met before cutie and sweetheart?"
"Only the hot ones."
Holy. This guy was... I can't even explain. I leaned against the window seal, forgetting that I was wearing a revealing dress and noting that my boobs were being pushed up by leaning against the window seal, I didn't realize that he kept looking at my face then at my boobs.
"Next time sweetheart." I said sarcastically.
I leaned back and closed my shear curtains. Continuing to do my hair, all I could hear is " sweetheart," " sweetheart," " sweetheart. " I didn't bother to go back to the window, so I just kept doing my hair and I turned up the music a little bit to drain out his annoyance.
I took the last strands of hair and I was finished. I started on my makeup, putting on mascara then my eyeshadow, and then the eyeliner, no wings tonight. The music was still playing but I had lowered it a little because I couldn't hear that guy anymore. It started to get a little cold so I walked over to the window moved the shear curtains and I closed my window, I looked to see if that guy was still there but he wasn't. I turned my speaker off and dimmed my light in my room, then walked out and closed the door behind me. As I was walking down the stairs I could hear laughing from at least four or five people, one of them being my mom.
I walked into the living room and seen people I have never met before, meaning they were probably my mom and dad's friends, and two girls that looked about my age.
"There's the graduate." My dad said.
"My oh my she looks just like you Holly."
I smiled and I walked closer to everybody.
"Casey this is Valeska and her daughter Ramona."
"It's nice to meet you Casey, your mother has told me so much about you. I can't get over how much you look like your mother, strong genes." My mother's friend said.
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The Bad Boy
FanfictionCasey Taylor and her parents move back to Homewood, Alabama for the sake of her father's parents. New school and new people that she hasn't had a chance to get to know, will graduate within a few days. The day after graduation Casey's parents thro...