After lunch I make my way to the vending machine putting the money into the slip, pushing B57 waiting for my cheetos to come out. They didn't, I look around making sure no one is going to witness this.
I kick it and I kick it hard. Nothing. Great so I hit it again and again, until I realize that a boy with blond hair is watching me "shit" I whisper "I understand the school system can be hard but sweet heart you just have to push through for another year" he says smirking and leaning against a wall opposite of me "thanks for the advise total stranger, but I just want my Cheetos" I say hitting it once more realizing it wasn't happening and sitting down on a near by bench "well technically we're not all strangers" the total stranger sits "oh really, well last time I checked, I well didn't know you" I say resting my chin on my hands looking at him "well I know you Amanda Dyer, you may not know me but I know you" he says reaching into his backpack "here think of it as a 'hey I knew you now you know me too' present" handing me a bag of Cheetos.
I like him "you're welcome Mandy" I nod and leave him sitting there, I can feel his eyes on my back. I quickly turn around catching him starring causing him to smirk again, I don't even know his name and I'm already done with that smirk of his "what's your name?" I say "Luke Hemmings"
I smile leaving him with his smirk.
End of the day and I see Ethan run up to me "hey why did you ditch me at lunch huh?" He says pushing my shoulder "sorry I couldn't find you" I say not looking at him "well I heard you made some new friends today?" He says smirking. I roll my eyes "yeah"
"Well I'm glad you actually know how to be social" he says sliding into the car.
Walking up to the big brown house and I open the front door seeing my little brother George playing COD hearing cursing and grunts, "mum I'll be up stairs doing my homework" I yell.
Of course a girl like me isn't really going to be doing homework, I grab my laptop from under my bed and go on tumblr while making a new tab and playing my favourite playlist on 8 tracks.
Three hours later and I hear a knock at the door, deciding to ignore it I continue looking at shirtless pictures of one direction. "MANDY ITS FOR YOU" I hear someone yell "coming" I say taking the duvet off my body and jumping out of bed. Walking down the stairs to be greeted by a familiar face.
"Good evening Princess"
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Hey so wow it's been awhile like a year at least no no more... well I've grown up quite a big but I still do want to continue this story, I hope someone is actually interested with this little story and hopefully I will be updating much more :---)
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The Unbecoming of Amanda Dyer
FanfictionLife is pretty fucked up, you live and have the time of your life (ha ignore that pun) then die. We breath and eat and cry and get drunk, do drugs and make stupid mistakes. But will any of us kids live long enough to tell our tale of ups and downs...