Normally Mondays are totally lameballs, but Kellen texted me last night urging me to get a good night’s rest because we have a lot of ramping up to do with our relationship. Ooops. I forgot to put quotation marks around our relationship. I think it has a nice ring to it. He told me to go heavy on the lip gloss. Strawberry lip gloss to be exact. He said he tasted it on my lips on Saturday and he loved it. Let’s just say that I got absolutely no sleep last night. I had to go super heavy on the concealer to hide the bags under my eyes this morning. When I get to my locker, I look everywhere for Kellen and he’s nowhere to be found in the rush hour traffic that is the hallway a quarter before eight. I hate when people say they’re going to do something and then don’t do it. Sadly, I know Justine feels the same about me. I plop against my locker making a loud, metal thrwonk dampened by the hustle and bustle of the morning. I’m only going to wait just a few more minutes and then head into homeroom.
