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HERE YOU ARE GUYS YOU BETTER BE THANKFUL (*me thanking myself*)
Why, WHY??
BECAUSE, YA SEXY THANG, I UPDATED IN WHEN I HAVE A MUSIC EXAM TOMORROW. But it's performance, and I'm a drummer, so I don't need to do anything lol haa
Anyways, here's a pic of Nora, enjooooy!!!
Hopelessfangil01~ x
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"Mushroom house. Now. Bring my essentials."
"On it." Came the voice of my second unbiological twin, Nora, from the speaker of my phone.
"And hey, X?"
"Yeah?"
"Please don't drop the phone in the toilet. Keep your temper in control till you get to the mushroom, cool?"
I paused.
"Okay."
I heard a muffled hang up click, and I sighed as my head fell into my hands.
"Well, this whole day escalated quickly."
How the heck, may I ask anyone out there, or more specifically, the little devil that stamped my forehead with 'trouble magnet', am I supposed to live now?
First of all, this year was supposed to be as clean as pearls, and now I'm turned into some violent ratchet chic who beats up businessmen and swears at Heads. And pisses off gang members. And gets arrested.
What happened to the sweet nerd?
The innocence?
The sweetness?
Oh shizzle. I've turned bitter.
It was still in the middle of the school day, but I figured that no one would care if I skipped just this once- I'm going soon anyway, wherever that is.
*unicorns* *unicorns* *unicorns*
Taking a deep breath as I neared my destination -or more specifically, the Mushroom House, as Nora and I call it- I began to plan on what I wanted to tell my best friend and where to start.
The mushroom house was actually an old, run down tree house that collapsed onto itself some time ago in the middle of a small forest but when Nora and I found it when we were both 15, we rebuilt it and secured its safety.
It became our secret place- no matter how childish it sounds, it's a place where we can be alone and think about our troubles. Customising our 'mushroom house' was really fun, and it got its name when we discovered that when leaves from the trees fell on the roof, it looked a bit like a mushroom, with it's round cave- like features.
We bought pillows and bean bags, fairy lights, rugs, cupboards, and ensured that the place was closed in enough for a shelter to prevent bugs and animals coming in- it was and is our pride and glory.
Keeping secret objects in there comes in handy too, like sweets, failed tests, diaries, or private personal things, like
Nora's picture album of her family.
We even got a heater, which is good, because we sometimes like to spend nights there and cuddle up when it's breezy.
As I neared the old oak tree that our getaway place was located at, I readied myself. You see, the house is quite up high, and though we have ropes and built in handles to hold on to here and there, it is slippery at places.
My fingers latched on to the tree's lump of wood just above my head, and I jumped up froggy style, clinging onto the cylinder shape like a monkey. My fingers inched up higher, and reached the first branch; I always had trouble starting.
However, gradually I began to climb up higher and faster, familiar with branches and which ones are sturdy enough to support my weight; once reaching high enough, I flipped my body over a thicker branch, and began to crawl along it, eyes on the rope targeted before me.
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The Sass Vibe
JugendliteraturI will be updating every Saturday!! This is my first story that I will be writing, and I would appreciate it if you guys could feedback? Will be edited once completed ******* Xena is a good girl with a dark side. She had the highest grades in schoo...
