Hey guys... this is my first book on wattpad. Sorry I'm not a very good writer. Like wtf am I doing writing when I suck. Dude, I dunno. Well let's stop blabbering our asses off and get started. I'm a fan girl to just about everyone. This ones on 5sos. Soooo ayyyyy. ^o^
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It's just another night
And I'm staring at the moon
I saw a shooting star
And thought of you
I sang a lullaby
By the waterside and knew
If you were here,
I'd sing to you
You're on the other side
As the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you
I can see the stars
From America
I wonder, do you see them, too?
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H A R L E Y
I hum "All The Stars" while I get ready. What to wear? What to wear? I drum my fingers on my chin. thinking. I claw through my drawer of shirts. Most of the shirts I own are the plain tees from the men's section in H&M or fan tees. I grab a maroon melange shirt and black skinnies that have cuts on the knees. I walk into the bathroom and flatten my ombre hair. I brush my teeth and apply winged eyeliner and my eos lip balm. I go back to my room and stare at the myself through the mirror. I look somehow incomplete. I bite my lower lip, knit my eyebrows, and stare at the ceiling. AHA! I turn to my closet smiling and dig through my suffocating closet filled with clothes. I pull out a plain gray beanie.
I slide on the railing to the kitchen.
"Hey Mom! Watcha doin'?" I yell excitedly. I actually didn't need to ask because she makes it every year for the winter. The customers love it during the Fall and Winter. Our family owns a food truck that has some of the best sweats and food in the world. We usually make tons of money because a) The food is DELICIOUS and b) it's in front of a stadium that is used a lot in La.
" Makin' some pumpkin crispies!" I didn't notice my brother until we both say Yummmm.
"Shit! You scared me!"
"Aren't you supposed to be somewhere, Harley."
"Actually, aren't you, Mr . Bethea." I tease, "on a date with future Mrs. Bethea,"
"Shut up! At least I actually have a girlfriend. You really need to get a boyfriend and stop obsessing over 5sos," he snaps.
I gasp and snap my fingers in z formation. We end up not being able to take the games seriously. Me and my brother have this tease game where we tease each other until we can't hold our laughter in. We collapse onto the ground and slap the ground. Like sister like brother. I sigh.
"Harley, honey?? I have some old friends coming from New York and I want to take them out. Don't forget to go to the truck"
"Welp I should go pack some snacks for the stand. It's going to be busy today with the concert going on and stuff."
"Kay. you go do that."
I go in the kitchen and take a handful of marshmallow pops and put them in cute cellophane bags. I take extra just in case I run out. The rest of the treats should be in the boxes. I put them all in a big bag and grab my keys, bag, phone, black hoodie and sunglasses. I slip on my maroon vans and jog off.
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Author's note
Hey guys sorry if the chapter was short. Having a writer's block...
Thanks for those who read this book I'll try to update as much as possible.
