Ahhh so cool 6 different people have read my first chapt!...well 5, I may or may not have read it aswell ;)
I hope you like my second chapter, it's a bit longggerrrr and I have put in Mia's point of view as well. Yay!
Please don't let me stop you from reading....Enjoy! (or should I say bon appetite [ahh yea no idea how to spell that correctly, fell free ta correct meh])
Chapter 2...
Katya’s POV
Realising I was once again home alone I decided to put my fav song on…Thrift Shop!! It’s an absolute bonza (no not as in bonsai the tree thingy, they’re really cute though, OMG I want one!...right back to what bonza means, you know what? Let it mean whateeevvver you want…;) ) song!!!! What? I am allowed to rant.
I look down at my desk with bulging eyes. “We meet again my arch nemeesisss!!” No not stairs, though they are on my list :/….homework.“You know what; today I’ll actually finish you!” No not as in, yes I do mean bash it up, but hey it being paper and all… I guess I COULD beat it because I have scissors and there are no rocks in my room (if my brother’s brain was here it’d be a different story) XD I’m such a great sis.
I decide against playing the actual game with the paper to pass the time because it is simply toooo0o0o000o tempting, that and I usually start the game off with rock. I have never lost against a human before, (to all the people who say that they won, you soo cheated!!!) I wasn’t about to try with actual paper. (Cheaters I tell you, cheaters!! With spots…no just people…that cheat.at a game. That I totally always win at…)
My favourite part of Thrift Shop came on and I started dancing like a crazed monkey running through a thrift shop…I then decided that I didn’t seem like a monkey (I’m sure some of yo-okay maybe all of you are thinking otherwise, cheeky!) so I grabbed a banana, and let me tell you this now, I dance like a bossSSS! And now that I am a monkey (See I gave in and admitted I was a monkey…probably should have admitted myself into a mental clinic instead) so does that means I run a….monkey business? Mmmm yeah slip on dat peel! Plz don’t! We wouldn’t want you to get hurt now, would we?
……...after a few min…hours of dancing…. And avoiding banana peels
“Let’s see what work I’m ‘supposed’ to do…” “Draw and cut out the net of a cube and put it together..Huh! So I beat you at rock, paper, scissors after all!” I smirk devilishly at the paper.
Paper’s POV
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(A/N: Were you seriously expecting the paper to say something?!!???...That’s ok, so was I)
Katya’s POV
“Damn paper why won’t you speak to me? Please! I didn’t mean anything I said, I take it all back!” “No answer ay? I’ll take that as you accepting my apology then!” Haha paper I said that with crossed fingers! Yeah, probably should stop talkn to da paper ay? (that sounded crazy and gangsta at the same time, am a right or am wro-no I’mma totally right! Yeah bi-onza!) that was close nearly swore, and this chickita does not swear…eva, even in ma head.
“Chiquitita you and I knoooowww” I start bawling…
“How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaviiiiinnnngg”
“You’ll be dancing once agaaiinn and the paaaiiin will eeeend”
“You will have noo time for grieviiinnng”
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Lady with the Floral Dress
Novela JuvenilKatya is living the same old, same old life of a teenager in high school. She's just about had it with school and her grades are falling because of it...but what happens when she notices the lady next door?
