Friends.... What can I say?
I have a few, not as many as the cake covered princess populars but a few. And I'm happy with that because its amazing anyone can put up with me, I'm always up in your business; somethings wrong? Tell me the story and I'll punch whoever hurt you.
But fewer friends just means fewer people to see, fewer parties. More time for movies and that popcorn you put in the microwave. Fewer friends means more time for music and The Internet. Fewer friends means I don't really need more than a flip up phone for calls and texts, and an ipod to shuffle my playlists while I walk home. Having fewer friends was a massive bonus for me.
I came home to an empty house, Dad at work and Mum up there with the angels. Better treat her like a goddess in those clouds.
But I came home dancing to Paramore; rattling my keys and swishing my dip dyed hair as I opened the door and jumped up the stairs. I chucked my blue jean bag on the floor and flopped onto my beautiful double bed, fresh white bed linen. I could have fallen asleep right there (like that Ariana Grande song) but I couldn't even shut my eyes knowing that next week I could be in the same studio as Katy Perry.
I put my ipod on the deck so that the grand sounds of Paramore and All Time Low could blast through the house. I quickly changed into a t-shirt and shorts (its cold out but why would in the world would I go out there?) and then flung on a massive sweater. I had to take off my socks, feet are gross but the feeling of my soft carpet on them is better than sweaty socks.
I continue my dancing back down into the kitchen, jiving my way through the door. Clicking my fingers, twisting my hips and flicking that wrist. I had yet to go to a concert but I couldn't wait till that momentous day. I'd dance like a queen (like the Abba song) and the act on stage would ask me to meet them backstage. We could party together.
I opened my eyes from the groove i was feeling and right there on the kitchen table was a heavenly sight.
Donuts.
A Dozen Chocolate Dumped Donuts.
Yes, today was my Lucky day.
I opened the box and took one. I took a bite and made a 'MMMM' sound as if I had held it back for the past 3 years. The taste was orgasmic.
I carried on dancing with my partner Mr Chocolate Donut, over to the fridge where I was greeted by another beautiful surprise. Elderflower juice. My Favourite thing to use as pretend wine, it tasted a lot better than wine too. By the time I quick stepped over to the cupboard Mr Donut had left me. I picked up a champagne flute and filled it with Elderflower juice. I ain't about the half empty life, fill that thing to the brim.
After running back up to my room and pausing my music I switched on the TV and watched a random movie. It wasn't bad but I mean it wasn't good enough to remember its name. As if on cue, when my remote turns off the TV my Dad comes home. Today is one of those days I actually have news for him, so i run down stairs and hug him.
"Hello honey." He says chirpily as he hugs me back and pecks the top of my head.
"Dad Mr. Liken said he might be able to help me out with my work experience stuff!" I say excitedly as dad walks past me and into the kitchen.
"Remind me what you're doing for that again?" He asks as he opens the fridge and just drinks Elderflower from the bottle.
"I'm going to a music studio to see people write songs and stuff!"
"Ah yes. How does Mr whatever his name is-"
"Liken, Mr. Liken Dad."
"Ye him, whys he important?"
"He has connections with Capitol Records! They have artists like Katy Perry on there dad! Imagine if I met her! How cool would that be?"
"Aw I'm so happy for you Candy floss. Want Chinese tonight?" He says as if I didn't mention Katy Perry or something.
"That sounds good." I say and i run upstairs to get ready for dinner with Dad.
Authors Note;
Okay so I'm sorry for the boring chapter but I just wanted to show you guys that Candy and her Dad do talk they just aren't all that close.
Also I just wanted to highlight how average her life is. Candy is just like you and me at this moment in time and thats why this story is going to be so good.
Please stick around I swear it'll get better.
Love you Sugarpuffs 🍬
