11 Chapter 11

*Char's p.o.v.*

Just as I stepped out of my room, I saw my mom at the front door with the trash bag at her feet.

"Oh, mom. I'll throw it out for you." I told my mom.

"O-kay. Girl, why are you dressed up so nice? Where are you going at this hour?" My mom asked, suspicious with my attire.

I glance down. I'm wearing a normal t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts, they aren't even butt shorts. No way am I wearing those at night.

This is what I usually wear. "What? My clothes? What are you talking about? These are my normal."

"Hmm, ok. I'm going to take a shower. Go have a walk if you want. You might as well the night is so nice." My mom said nonchalantly letting me go without any more questions.

Ha, if only she knew that she almost caught me going out to see a boy.

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*ding*

Ok, I'm at the 5th floor now. Even though I live on the 12th floor of this 30-storey apartment, it took me less than 5 minutes to go down to the garbage room and up the 5th floor.