My light breathing was all that filled the room as I laid resting on my queen sized bed. My body is still asleep but my mind is awake preparing myself for a long day of school that is to come ahead. My thoughts of the day where suddenly interrupted by my cute, annoying, loveable puppy Milo, the charcoal coloured French bulldog. With pointy ears too big for his head, long pink tongue hanging out of his little wet mouth, Milo stood on my stomach licking my sun kissed face every few seconds waiting for me to get up out of this comfy cloud I call my bed.
Slowly I dangle my legs over my bed where my bright blue fluffy slippers are, as I put them on i quickly grab the plain black oversized t-shirt that is hanging over my bed head and walk down the 14 floor border stairs we have leading towards the kitchen. I spy mum with her short brunette hair pulled back in a tight pony tail all dressed in black, ready for work making her daily shake consisting of 2 bananas, 1 tea spoon of peanut butter, chia seeds, a heap of powder things that I'm not exactly sure of and top it off with some milk. As for me in the mornings I enjoy some toasted muesli and vanilla yoghurt.
"Bye honey, love you" mum rushes giving me a quick peck on the cheek, and running out to the door with a handful of bags, speeding out the drive way. Wish I got to see her more.
Little specs of White yoghurt with oats scattered through remain around the bowl, I try my hardest to scrap it all out not wasting a thing. As a glance down to my feet Milo is laying at my feet with his head rested on top of my foot waiting quietly for his breakfast. Reaching towards the fridge I open it and scan the inside looking for the contain full of the food we make up for him, all different left overs, I'm not to sure how he likes it but he loves it. Grabbing his white bowl with the word "milo" printed on the outside in black, I pour some dry biscuits in to it and add some of the left overs, Milo sits patiently wagging his little black tail, as I put the bowl down Milos eyes are straight onto the bowl, he doesn't move an inch though, " Go" I say after shacking his small paw, milo sprints towards the bowl and scoffs down the food like his life depended on it.
Soon after I venture upstairs to choose an outfit for the day, flicking through my shorts I decide a pair of black high waisted shorts and quickly got a plain white tee with a pocket from one of my draws and put a pair of old school vans on. It's summer and I don't really care about makeup or anything like that because it'll just end up melting off my face like being tier melting in a hot pan, plus I just feel more comfortable and better without it. I decided to have my long blonde hair that had just been in a bun down, I don't mind the messy look it gives me feel like I just come from the beach. I grab my school bag putting some snacks in there for the day. Milo comes to greet me goodbye and I bend down to give him a big kiss on his head in between those night sky coloured pointy ears of his. Bye I mouth to him shutting the door not wanting to leave him.
8:00 I read on my watch school starts at 8:15. CRAP I'm you going be late. I race towards the car and quickly unlock it buckling up pressing shuffle on my playlist and heading straight to school. The first song that comes on is one of my favourites Ivy by frank ocean sing along that then a few more frank songs come on and Beyoncé as well. Looking at my watch it's 8:15 but my phone says 8:10, oh well Im just lucky I made it in time, I always sleep in and forget the time. Reaching over struggle to get my bag I end up getting it shoving my phone in my front pocket, as I'm getting out of my car I see my group of friends , saffron, ruby and Alanna they're all chatting to each other out front of the gate and I walk on over there. We decide to just stay here talking to each about the Zac's party that had happened that weekend, in mid conversation I see a tall boy walking towards us he had wispy dark brown hair, pale but sun kissed clear skin, and a sharp jaw line dressed in lightly tanned shorts and a dark blue t- shirt, he walked passed my group heading towards the office, never have I ever seen this boy before I'm guessing he must be new. None of my friend notice him, but I sure did and wow he was beautiful. Let's hope his personality is as good as his looks.
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A/N I hope everyone enjoys the first chapter, this is my first story ever!! so it might be a bit rough. Please leave thoughts and comments on what you guys think of it so far or what I could improve on, plus I'm Australian so that might explain certain things that might be different to your life :)
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Teenage Runaway
RomanceHis eyes framed by dark lashes, his memorising blue orbs, his chocolate- coloured hair blowing in the wind, his smile that can make anyone believe in happiness. Him.
