Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Never had much faith in love or miracles
Never wanna put my heart on the line.
But swimming in your world is something spiritual
I'm born again every time you spend the night
…
With these words i woke up the next day. Locked Out Of Heaven by Bruno Mars - my absolutely favorite song. But probably I should get another song for my alarm clock because the fact that I have to get up makes me hate it every morning.
I jumped out of my bed, really motivated to go to school today, took a quick shower, put some light make up one and chose what to wear today. I went for light blue skinny jeans, a white top and, red converse, a heat necklace and my favorite brown, three quarters sleeved leather jacket. I decided to let my chocolate brow hair open because they fit well with the leather jacket.
When I went downstairs into the kitchen Kelsey was already waiting for me with a plate of cinnamon rolls.
‘Moring Kels, how are you? Where are the boys?’ I asked her smiling
‘Looks like someone’s in a good mood today, eh? I’m fine, thanks Nathan is still upstairs and Tyler went jogging an hour ago and is taking a shower right now.’
‘So when will they come down, we have to leave in ten minutes.’
‘They’ll be right here. The boys wouldn’t dare to make you being late on your first day of school.’ And with these words they ran into the kitchen.
‘Come on, let’s go Stella. I don’t want to be late!’ Tyler said as he glared at me. He took a cinnamon roll and went into the garage.
The ride to school took about 15 minutes and we drove in absolute silence so I set my favorite song on replay.
Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Oh oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can I just stay here
Spend the rest of my days here
Oh oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't I just stay here
Spend the rest of my days here
Cause you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah you make feel like, I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh!
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
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Подростковая литератураStella is a 17 year old high school girl living in Florida when someday her mother tells her they're going to move to California to live with the new man she met. Stella's protesting against it but unfortunately there isn't another option. When she...
