'Right so water or ice?'
'Ice. OMG are you sure? She will kill us!'
What are these muffled voices I hear? Go away! I need my beauty sleep, don't ruin my morning!
'No she won't, just a little ice won't hurt.'
Vi?
Before I have time to register what is happening, I feel the dreadful chilliness of ice down my face and neck. My eyes immediately flutter open to reveal the very guilty looking faces of Vi and Penny. I frown, scrunching my eyebrows in confusion as to what interrupted my dreamy world of candyfloss and Mickey Mouse- don't judge. Then it became clear to me.
Oh no they didn't.
'You did not just dump a fistful of ice cubes on me!' I glare.
'Oh but we did.' Ah, cue Vi's mischievous grin.
''Yeah you weren't waking up, you lazy bum! We're ready to go!'
Oh. I completely and utterly forgot about waking up at 5am today ready to go for the trip. I mean, who does that when they have a lovely, warm bed inviting them to spend their entire day wrapped up cozily in it? But I guess even I would be fairly annoyed if my friend woke up at 7:30am instead, since the flight is merely in an hour... Ice-cubes though?! That is indeed an eye-opener.
'Overslept. Sorry. I shower. You wait.' I mutter not making any sense as I head off to the bathroom, longing for a hot bubbly bath, but only getting a quick, freshening shower. Returning back to my room, I slip into my pre-planned yellow dress and wear my matching white wedges. I finally tie my hair up in bunches and put on the latest pair of Ray Bans that I own. Make-up has never really been my interest or onee of my priorities so I only apply a coat of strawberry lip balm before grabbing my suitcase and leaving.
As I walk down the grand marble staircase, I hear Vi and Penny talking continuously to mom about some T.V show. As they see me they hurried thank mom and bid goodbye to her as they usher me outside.
'Bye mom, love you!' I yell out.
'Love you too darling, take care!' mom follows me outside and wraps me into a warm hug.
I miss our mom-daughter cuddle up times from when I was younger, but this was just as good. It felt so good to see mom caring about me for once and not her latest designs or her spring collection skinny models. This side of mom was the side I loved.
I snap back to reality as I climb into Fifi, Vi's pink convertible. Why the car has a name, I don't know. I slip into the back seat as I completely hate the passenger seat and do not understand why people make such a big fuss out of it! It's just a godforsaken seat! Well, I just love my privacy I guess, I think as I make myself comfortable.
'You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh, that's what makes you beautiful!'
One Direction is my bae. I adore them to bits, no matter what others say about their songs being overrated and cheesey. They have such nice voices and the songs they sing are so sweet that any girl would swoon upon hearing them. Ok, maybe not swoon but any girl would fall for a voice like that; I mean, I would. It would be so cool to marry one of them, I don't really care which one.
Lily Wilson Horan.
Lily Wilson Payne.
Lily Wilson Styles.
Lily Wilson Malik.
Lily Wilson Tomlinson-
Wilson and Tomlinson rhyme! Yes that must be the most perfect couple in this world.
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The Shy and the Popular
Ficção AdolescenteLily Wilson. The Shy. The quiet nerd who doesn't like adventures and prefers to stay at home and read. Carter Matthews. The Popular. Her polar opposite, who loves trouble,parties and just about anything adventurous. So what happens when Lily, the s...