Invisible I
Up a Tree
When all else fails, climb a tree.
Thank you for that advice, Carmen! I never thought I'd need it, but I never thought I'd go to a foreign country either. And look where I am now!
I scrambled up the nearest tree and hid in the uppermost branches, concealing myself in green leaves. I feel stupid, not Googling Harry's name. I should've suspected something when Jaedyn confronted me at Nando's. But NOOOO. I had to go and be an idiot and not suspect anything. OF COURSE.
When the screaming mob had finally passed, I figured out how to get back down and jumped from a low branch, landing with my knees bent and rolling. I mean, it's not like I've ever jumped from a tree before. You hardly see them in my neighborhood. But I watch a LOT of movies. Hence the knee-bending and rolling.
I'm SO glad I wore tennis shoes. I mean, it's not like I own a pair of heels or anything, but I'm just glad I wore SHOES and not medieval torture devices.
When I made it up to my hotel room, I kicked off my shoes and pulled my sweater over my head, throwing it on the floor as I pulled up Google on my laptop. I immediately searched 'Harry Styles' and came up with thousands of topics. Not bothering with the links, I clicked the images button and whadya know? There's Mr. Harry fucking Styles on my computer screen. I clicked one at random and waited for it to load. Picking up my phone, I saw that I had six text messages from Harry and two missed calls - from Harry Styles.
KILL. ME. NOW.
I opened the texts but didn't read them. I hate having unopened text messages.
When my computer had finally loaded the webpage, I scanned the article, picking up bits of pieces of information.
--One Direction--
--like cats--
--owns a Range Rover--
Seriously?! A Range Rover?! Damn things are EXPENSIVE!!!
I was liking this guy less and less. My phone beeped with an incoming text message. It was from Harry. I opened it, still not bothering with reading it.
He lied to me, and that's NOT okay.
Well, he didn't LIE, but it's still not okay that he didn't tell me!
Let the silent treatment commence.
Thank you for that advice, Carmen! I never thought I'd need it, but I never thought I'd go to a foreign country either. And look where I am now!
I scrambled up the nearest tree and hid in the uppermost branches, concealing myself in green leaves. I feel stupid, not Googling Harry's name. I should've suspected something when Jaedyn confronted me at Nando's. But NOOOO. I had to go and be an idiot and not suspect anything. OF COURSE.
When the screaming mob had finally passed, I figured out how to get back down and jumped from a low branch, landing with my knees bent and rolling. I mean, it's not like I've ever jumped from a tree before. You hardly see them in my neighborhood. But I watch a LOT of movies. Hence the knee-bending and rolling.
I'm SO glad I wore tennis shoes. I mean, it's not like I own a pair of heels or anything, but I'm just glad I wore SHOES and not medieval torture devices.
When I made it up to my hotel room, I kicked off my shoes and pulled my sweater over my head, throwing it on the floor as I pulled up Google on my laptop. I immediately searched 'Harry Styles' and came up with thousands of topics. Not bothering with the links, I clicked the images button and whadya know? There's Mr. Harry fucking Styles on my computer screen. I clicked one at random and waited for it to load. Picking up my phone, I saw that I had six text messages from Harry and two missed calls - from Harry Styles.
KILL. ME. NOW.
I opened the texts but didn't read them. I hate having unopened text messages.
When my computer had finally loaded the webpage, I scanned the article, picking up bits of pieces of information.
--One Direction--
--like cats--
--owns a Range Rover--
Seriously?! A Range Rover?! Damn things are EXPENSIVE!!!
I was liking this guy less and less. My phone beeped with an incoming text message. It was from Harry. I opened it, still not bothering with reading it.
He lied to me, and that's NOT okay.
Well, he didn't LIE, but it's still not okay that he didn't tell me!
Let the silent treatment commence.
Notes
Hey, guys! This is @iceskatez here and I figured, "Why not update? It's the kids' naptime and I have a little spare time on my hands, so let's get the wifi password and update 'Invisible I'?"You're welcome!!!!!!
8/3/13