Behind her Schemes, Amber M. [best non fiction books of all time .TXT] 📗

the old lady in the check out office because her life seems way more legit than yours." I crossed my arms and pushed the lobby floor button.  "Push three." He told me.  I pushed three and stepped back. The elevator was silent until it stopped on the floor three. The guy walked off the elevator and out of my sight. The elevators doors closed and I sighed. 

 

It's going to be a long night, I thought.

 

* * * BACK TO PRESENT

I opened the diary slowly and turned to the first page. 

I read,"If you're going to be black, you have to be black all the way."


"Black?" I asked Carissa.


"Dirty. If you're going to play dirty, you got to be dirty all the way." She said as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Oh." I muttered.


"There's a party Friday night." Carissa moved her finger to her chin and tapped.


"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked, leaning on my left leg.


"Guys will be there. Plus on the bright side you get to where a dress, but I might have to help you with that." She told me as she looked me from up to down in disgust. 


"Offensive. I have feelings, y'know right?" I wanted to say to her but stopped myself from doing so. I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed.


"I don't think I would like your style." I looked at Carissa's outfit. She was wearing pink skinny jeans, a white shirt, and heels. 


"What's wrong with my clothes?" Carissa snapped at me. I pointed to her pink skinny jeans and heels.


"I hate pink and I don't wear heels." I answered, honestly. 


"Floral pattern?" Carissa asked.

"Never." I answered.

"Denim shorts?"


"Nope." 


"Skirts?"  "I would rather die than wear 'em."


"Dresses? I mean, I seen you wear them before, so you got to like dresses." Carissa raised her eye brows and stared at me.


"My mother foreced me." I responded. 

"Such a liar." Carissa muttered.

"Am not." I snapped.


"Are." She said.

"Are not." 

"Are"

"NOT!"

"ARE!" 

"Are." I said.


"Not." Carissa said and I laughed at her. 


"Ha! I got you to agree with me." I chuckled and stuck my tongue out at her. 


I got an eye roll and huff as a response. 


After a few minutes of silence and shivers from the cold, Carissa spoke.


"How about we go shopping?" Carissa suggested.

"That depends." I told her. "On what?" She asked as she shoved her hands into her pockets. "I get to pick what I like." I said.

Carissa nodded and took out her phone. She stared down at the screen and handed it to me.

"Put your number into my phone, so I can text you." Carissa told me. I nodded and put in my number and gave Carissa her phone back. She added a few more things and then shoved her phone back into her pocket. 

"I'll see you tomorrow then." I muttered.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." She said as she turned around and began to walk away.      

I spun on my heel and began to walk back to the my dorm. Thinking about it, I'd said I would walk in to find Annelisa eating chocolate and watching Television. The girl was simple and I give her credit for it. Still though, I don't understand why she called her cat Gelato. I'm going to have to make a mental note to ask her later.



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I'm sorry for the short chapter. I will make Chapter four longer. 

How is it so far?


Why did Annelisa call her cat 'Gelato'? Heh. Heh. 


I'm probably going to make a cast because I already have some I can use for this. 


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Text: copyright Amber M.
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Publication Date: 01-29-2013

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to you. Y-O-U. :) ANYRAINBOW... I'm giving this book a try. :O It's one of the many books on me only so If it reaches a good amount of hearts I will continue on with it. :) Thanks.