- I hope you like it. I'll try and get another chapter out as soon as possible. Enjoy reading- Emma
" Sweetheart. Get up its Monday." my mom said, shaking me on the shoulder, like that would get me up. Monday. Ugh. With that, I pulled the covers over my head and shut my eyes. With a loud huff, My mom tugged the covers off of my body and threw them onto the scabby carpet. "It's time to get up now.Sweetheart."
My mum informed me again, with a spark of proudness in her tone.
With sunlight sparkling through my curtains, I lumbered out of my bed, hating mornings, like most teenagers. I took my crumpled pj top off and plonked it onto the bed and threw my ' what r u reading this 4 bitch' t-shirt as well as a pair of ripped denim jeans. I looked in my mirror to find a monster staring back at me. With tens minutes before I had to leave, I put some mascara and eyeliner on, with a thin layer of Bb cream, trying to hide as many as my imperfections as possible .
I brushed my dreadlocked hair into a wave of luscious blonde hair that flowed over my shoulders. I WISH. My blonde hair was a birds nest. Or worse. With the essential for school in my bag, I scrambled down the stairs to put my new red converse on and to have a slice of toast. With the last bite of toast down my neck, the doorbell rang and my ride had arrived.
