How I Met Him «lrh»

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I'm going to tell you straight away that Robby is Luke because surely you have already guessed. I mean, I would have. You were probably hoping for a little bit of mystery but that is not happening, in this chapter anyway. I'm sorry.

Any way let's carry on with with the story.

Robby: hey bee you awake?
Bella: I am now. What's up?
Robby: why just eating breakfast you?
Bella; well it's 3 am and I have school in 4 hours so I should be asleep but Robby woke me up for a quick chat.
Bella: sorry :-----(
Robby: it's all good. I get you I'd probably have the same attitude as you if you woke me up and you do this :-----) too!
Bella: just wondering, how come I don't know where you live you know where I live? (Ireland)
Robby: at them moment I'm in Australia but moving soon. Like I told you I move a lot. Like a lot.
Bella: oh I've lived in the same place all my life.
Robby: anyway Bella I'll leave you sleep. X

I finally found out where Robby was from, which made my day.

He was finally opening up, slightly.

That night I struggled to get back to sleep. I don't know why? *cough* Robby (I tried to be funny - laughs to self - I'm not funny), which meant the next person to talk to me, has their work cut out.

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"Get whatever you have of an ass down here now Bella!" my step mom to-be, Kiara yelled up the stairs.

Great she is drunk already. Yes my amazing step mom can get drunk in the space of being awake for a hour.

"Coming!" I groaned (waiting for you dirty minded people). I quickly ran down the stairs, or should I say fall?

"Oh Bella" she dragged sweetly out from kitchen. I walked into the room to the beautiful sight of the kitchen practically torn apart. "Clean this now!" she spat. The quick change of tone ment I had a lot more work cut out for me later in the day.

By the time the kitchen was clean, Kiara was passed out in the most uncomfortable position on the couch, snoring and on top of that I was 20 minutes late for my first class and I still had to get ready.

I hopped into the shower and well, had a shower, washed my hair, shaved. Ladies you know the drill. Once I was out I threw on my jeans, flannel, a pair of fake doc martins and threw my hair into a high ponytail. By now I had completely missed my first class and almost all of my second.

On my way out the door I grabbed my school bag then sprinted too school.

What a brilliant start too a new day, eh?