I paced around my room.
Mint-green walls were surrounding me. Some of the walls were striped with white paint, while some other ones had black random-sized dots.
One of the walls with the dots was especially arranged to be like darts so that I could take my anger out on it. Red numbers could be seen on them. 10, 7, 2,13...
The stripes were random. Some being thick and some being slim, some going down and some diagonal.The floors were white and made out of wood. But since I wanted for them to be comfy, I asked my dad to make my room have white floor covering. And it won't keep any stains at all.
My room had a lot of windows. Actually no... It had two windows but they were huge. They were the only windows in this mansion which were modern. Nothing, just pure, clean glass.
There also were also big, balcony which led me outside. Well at least some time alone, I could even sneak out if I wanted, I think or wait for my Prince like a Damsel in Distress.
I had black and burgundy colored curtains. To some people it may sound weird. But well it conceals the sunlight, and sleeping all-day-long gets easy.... The black ones had big skulls on it. Creepy ? Pretty much.When I looked up to the ceiling. I saw lamps. They were little, montaged , arrangeable to have different colors and their brightness was changeable. With the coloring stuff, I just couldn't bother. And when it came to the power of the lights, I just turned them off. It was only one o'clock in the afternoon, after all. I looked more carefully and saw that there was a panel there. It also had some rope like thing hanging on a hook.
Meh, I will just look later.A big Queen-sized bed was in the middle of the room, facing one of the windows. It was one of the simple ones: black, glossy, metal legs and white really comfy and soft covers. Pillows were white and soft too, filled with feathers. Well at least a good material to have a fight with.
I searched for my closet, in the room and noticed two doors, between them was my bed. One was probably leading to the bathroom and the other one to the closet.
So I chose one of them, the one in the corner of the room, beside the window. And found myself in the bathroom. Just my luck.It had creme-brûlée colored tiles, it was one of my favorite deserts. Thanks dad, now I'm hungry. My stomach growled in response.
A white tub in the corner, facing a window. It had taps made out of gold.
There was a shower too. It was big enough to fit two people in it. Same tiles and taps.
A sink with a cupboard under it. A full-length mirror beside.
There also were two cupboards full of lenses. And hair-dye. What ? Sometimes I just crave for a change.I came out of the bathroom, happy with what I saw. Now time to see the closet. I hopped towards the other door. By hopped I mean that I jumped on my bed and jumped again landing on the ground swiftly. Of course by using my mad-ninja skills.
I opened the door and gasped in horror. In my precious closet was a row of those horrible yellow dresses. Yep, you guessed right, Ouran's uniform. A puffy, yellow, disgusting dress which made me look both like a chick and an obese girl. No offense to anyone.
I kept my urge to puke in, and looked around. There were my very-much-appreciated black shorts, jeans and sweats. I also noticed a few lacy, girly shirts -which I absolutely hated at first sight, just like my new school's uniform- and avoided eye contact with them. It's hopeless to search, I should just leave it. Sebastian will come soon too.Because of my none-left time, I just put on my black shorts, a pure black top which was completely blank. And an indigo hoodie. Black lucky converse which had a Bard Simpson, he was writing 'I will not waste chalk' with chalk all over them. I found my new backpack in the back of the wardrobe. It was dark purple and soon was going to have a lot of little patterns drawn by me. I have dyed my hair into a pale-whitish blond yesterday. I also put my navy-blue contacts on.
I got out of the closet and ran downstairs sliding down the railing of the stairs in the process. I turned to the hall which led to the kitchen and took a long sniff, in an instant I was in the kitchen. I started munching on the cinnamon rolls happily.
I looked at the creator of these heavenly pastries.Crimson-red hair which normally cascaded down to her ankles was in a beautiful side-swept french braid. Teal-colored eyes were sparkling in delight of seeing her friend so happy. Healthy, slightly tan skin sparkled in the sunshine. I envy her. She can be so happy just from this. just because I'm happy.
I was so into thinking that I didn't notice Sebastian taking my plate which was in front of me and placing it in the sink, nor that Erika was waving her hands before my face.
When I snapped out of it, I found myself in the car.I looked out of the window during the whole ride. I dozed off to sleep in the middle of it though. When the car came to a stop I was thrown into the front seat and hit my head. Great way to wake up Liz. I groaned and opened the door leading outside, towards the school. When I looked up to the school I noticed something.
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This school was friggin' PINK !!!!
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Okay Lizzie you can do it. You must."I will come to pick you up after school, Mistress." said Sebastian. I gulped. Take a big breath Liz.
"What did I say about formalities Sebby~?! Listen me sometimes could you ?! Anyways see you later !!" I said as I ran towards the school.
Now let's just hope that people here are sane. I'm not so sure about that anymore though.
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So one of my friends mentioned that I don't describe the protagonists surroundings and I realized that she is right. So during this chapter I tried my best to make you understand her room or her clothes but the thing is I don't know some words in English and in the end I use Google. And we all know that sometimes Google is wrong anyways... I changed story's description so please voice your opinions about it. See ya~~
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