Everyone has a day they wake up hating on the world, anything and anyone around them. A mood that could make you feel really irritated by the sight of anything, including the things that you love so much and you might end up breaking your favorite mug. Or swapping laces of your Best friends snicker collection.

It could be a bad hair day. it could be a whipped snob obsessing over the boy that broke her heart. It could be a stupid hate love battle with your thoughts caused by the thing called puberty that people usually refer to as mood swings. Or it could just be your natural prejudice against the world.

For me it is none of those things, or maybe even all, it is something nauseous, something so irate and filled with pure disgust.

I don't know what made me stumble upon the news but i can't keep looking at the screen of the Kyle's living room TV as they announce Andrew's engagement to Brittany and keep gushing about what an amazing couple they are.

A snort escapes me. I turn my head and move back to Kyle's room, pulled out the stash of peanuts i know he keeps for me in case of emergencies. Without wasting a second i pull one open and dump almost half the content in my mouth. Biting on them like they wronged me in some way.

Brittany Raies! Another snort. The mischievous no doubt gold digging, blonde, beautiful seductress with her aqua marine eyes that scream danger in the most innocent way possible. She's no good, i know it. I just know it.

Gahhh! Am i hating on her or throwing compliments?

Everything about her makes me cautious. the way see smiled at me like we've known each other all our lives even when i made it obvious i didn't like her, and the stare, she had stared at me like she was digging into my soul and i didn't like it. I don't like her in general. What does she truly want from him?

And why do i care?

He can marry whom ever he wants now, i don't give a shit, it's a free world.

I groan out loudly when i reach for another pack but it's all empty.

My mood is extremely soar, and I'm restless so i start switch laces of Kyle's snicker collection again, waiting for said boy to stop wasting my time in the bathroom.

Seriously, i thought girls where the only ones that spent centuries toning their skin. The guy has been in there for over half an hour.

Fustrated with nothing to do, i bang my fist on his bathroom door. "what the fuck is taking so long Kyle! We're going to be late! "

No response.

"Kyle! " i yell again, annoyed that my day isn't starting off like the usual i -don't -give -a -fuck -about -the -rest -of -the -world -so -get -your -nosey -eyes -off -me -cause -i -don't- want -to- be- noticed, fashion because now the world is going to be talking about a stupid wedding that is only going to be a disastrous havoc.

And don't you dare tell me I'm just overreacting, cause i know for a fact that i am and that makes me even more sick to the pit.

"Kyle! "i yell again when i still don't get any answers from the other side of the door. My irritation and annoyance of him wasting my time dies down a bit and i begin to feel worried.

"Lorenzo Jr. Would you stop ignoring me! "i can hear the sound of running water inside but other than that, nothing.

Getting fed up i mutter "screaw it, I'm coming in "

And i do. But the moment i do i regret it.

Fucking shit!

I stay stuck. I don't move, not a muscle. Not even move my eyes that are staring at something they most definitely shouldn't.

He quickly grabs a towel and wraps himself seeming to have just noticed me. His cheeks flushed a deep shade of red and I'm pretty sure mine isn't any better.

Shit! Shit! Look away idiot!

I mentally curse myself still staring at the outline of something now covered by the white material around his waist.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I've been doing a lot of swearing today. Something must be wrong with my filter.

"You done staring or you still need me to unwrap again so you can have a good look" Kyle's cocky voice snaps me from my stupid haze about the size of his...

I didn't think it is possible for my face to get hotter. Gone was the deep shade of blush surrounding his face, now replaced with an arrogant smirk and a gleam of mischief in his eyes.

Holy mother of baby Jesus!

I tear my eyes away from the disturbing sight. Looking at everything but him. I'm suddenly lost for words. I don't think I've actually stuttered this much in a really long time.

"I -i, er... I w- was just... Um... Er... "

What the hell is wrong with me.

Hole, please open up and swallow me right now and never spit me out again!

I'm literally frozen to the ground of my best friend's bathroom, trying to breathe normal after seeing the most forbiddable thing a best friend should ever see and reeling how badly I've just embarrassed myself.

He laughs. His laugh is loud and teasing it makes my skin crawl.

"what are you doing Lexa? I didn't think you'd be so eager to... "

"Finish that sentence and you are dead! "it's supposed to sound threatening but instead it sounds like a tiny voice being choked out of Virgin Mary's throat.

"With the way you where staring it looked like you want to... "

"It wasn't like that! "i quickly defend, my voice raising a bit too high "i, i didn't k-know you, you were... I, i thought something... "

I can't even make out a meaningful sentence anymore.

He chuckles. "Lex? "

"I wasn't trying anything i swear. I, i just wanted to make sure you were okay because you weren't answering me a-and, i, i didn't think you would be in..."

"In... "he cocks his head, lifting a brow.

"In a... " he seems really patient waiting for my complete statement. But i have none. I can't even form correct statements. "situation. "

I mentally curse myself again. Where is that hole again?

He chuckles lightly, stalking closer to me. "and let's say you're right, that you aren't just bother line creepy stalker."

"I'm not. "

"Mmhmm "there's a teasing smirk on on his lips. I don't need to look to see it. "then tell me my dearest friend, what are you still doing standing here? Or do you also want to watch me dress "

I think i may have swallowed a nerve pill or something because I'm suddenly chocking. This should be illegal. Him being close to me like this in nothing but a towel should be illegal.

"Shut up. "i finally manage to put up a front and look him in the eye.

His hazel eyes are mesmerizing. His hair a jungle mess and beds of water drip down to his face. I manage a lame eye roll.

"I'm just gonna go. "before i walk out the door i say loudly "be quick Lorenzo Jr, we're already running late"

Without waiting to hear another word from him, i walk out and slam the door shut behind me.

My eyes can never remain the same again.

God, i need Holy water.