Dork to chic

13/01/15

I woke up and just felt like going back to sleep again. Ugh. My alarm went off AGAIN after 5 mins. I switched quickly and almost smashed the stupid thing. I was about to get out of bed when.

"NICOLE JADE MAXWELL GET OUTTA BED AND GET READY!!!" Mom shouted.

"GEE MOM I WAS ABOUT TO!!!" I shouted back in frustration.

I got out and waddled into the bathroom and stared in mirror. I had huge bags under my eyes, and my make -up from last night was still smeared (though I tried to take it off.) Brianna is the cause of my bags. Why? She wakes me up in the middle of the night to go the toilet!! Really? What kid does that? Secondly, if it wasn't with Mum and her stupid coupons I wouldn't be using 99p make -up remover wipes? My family is coo-coo.

I showered, dried, brushed and got into my room. What the wear? I flicked through my wardrobe and found my favourite black foral dress. I slipped it on. Perfect. I got black patent shoes. And I put my make - up on and headed outside the house, walking to WCD. I started walking when when I saw Patrick across the street.
'I set her up with that Pat guy' My legs seemed to walk faster, and against my will. I caught up to Brandon. 

"Hey Nikki,"

"Hi Brandon-"

"You didn't meet me in Art 3 I was-" I was interrupted by Mackenzie.

"Hey Nikki, "

"Hi Mackenzie, "

"Nikki can I talk to you in private?"

"Sure. One minute Brandon."

Me and Mackenzie walked to the corner and she said,

"Nikki what are you doing? I texted you to meet me at my house at 7!"
"You did?"
"Yeah because at 7 we get ready to together!"
"Okay then I'll do that tomorrow!"
"You better Maxwell otherwise your CCP life is over," she threatened as her blonde tresses curled up against her face and her eyes blue eyes turned to a fierce fire.

(A/N
I have re posted some chapters so far. I hope you liked them and I'm basically re writing and editin parts of the book. Since I realised near the end of the book it's become quite messy in the story line. So enjoy!!