ℒ𝒪𝒱ℰℛ~ 𝑘𝑦𝑟𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠

𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓮, 𝓼𝓱𝔂 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵

macy pov:

i wake up from probably one of the best sleeps i have had in a long time, indents in my arms where i have slept, pins and needles in my hands from where i slept funny, my pyjama bottoms rolled up to the top of my knees. the time read: 10:36, meaning i have had a major lay in.

i was staying at my bestfriend, steph catley's family house, with her mum and dad, practically my second parents. i seen steph yesterday when she came home but of course she would have to leave to meet the aussie girls, after the match tonight she would come back home and stay the night before we would both make our way back to england. tonight i am going to watch the matilda's play china in the euro qualifiers, before i do i am going to visit my family across the road, they originally wanted me to stay with them whilst i am back in melbourne but i thought i would stay with lesley and stephen (steph's parents) as they were quite lonely, where as my mum has all my siblings, and my dad of course.

i took a quick shower, not bothered washing my hair as it didn't need it really but my body definitely did need a wash. when i got out i lightly curled my hair before curling my eyelashes, it wasn't much but i didn't honestly need makeup in this summer whether, not trying to brag or anything but the hot australian whether really did compliment my fare skin.

i knocked on my childhood house, all memories coming flashing back.

*flashback*

"come on stephhhhh" i shrieked. "macy no! i need to train" she growled. "stop being boringg" i groan, tugging on stephs arm whilst she still manages to keep the ball at her feet. "i tell you what, you get the ball from my feet then i will sneak out with you" she persevered. "pinky promise?" i say, our pinkies interlock as we set our bodies up, facing against each other as steph starts with the ball. steph runs circles around me for five minute straight before i eventually give up. "ha! guess we aren't sneaking out" she smirked, that was her plan all along. "yeah yeah whatever" i roll my eyes and walk back inside, leaving steph to play outside alone.

*flashback ends*

i feel my eyes start to tear up thinking back to all my childhood memories and experiences, how silly they may be they were still memorable. eventually my mum unlocks the door before pulling me into a massive, warm bear hug. "macy moo! oh how i missed you!" she smiles, 'macy moo' is a nickname that has stuck with me forever, i always thought it was cringe but now looking back it's really cute. "hi mum, how you goin?" i say pulling away from the hug as mum guides me through to the living room, i haven't been home in about a year but it always looks the same every time i visit. "im good, how about you tho pumpkin?" she smiles as she pours the dogs brekkie into his bowl, my childhood dog, toby, he's an australian shepherd. "ive been good" i reply. i go upstairs to take one good look at my bedroom until i would be back supposedly next year. the room where i grew up, it still looks the same from when i went through a phase of loving yellow and green, when i was around 14, now it still remains my favourite colours, true blue i am.

i say my sad goodbyes to my mum, dad and siblings, which they complained about saying how all i did was eat their food then leave, which may or may not be true. my mum makes the best snickerdoodles, she always makes them especially for when i come, seen as i am the only one in our household that likes them. my siblings are the most boring eaters ever, 'no meat, no sugar' stuff like that, i get it, it's a opinion on how bad it is for you but i could never live in that lifestyle, then again they are alot better than me. ive always been the 'mischievous' child. i wish (this is a thought i have had many times) i could be like my older sister, margot, she is the perfect child. she thrived in all areas, whether that being academics or extracurricular activities, she has amazing communication skills, logical thinking (something i terribly lack in), problem solving early on, just overall perfect. i know i will never be like margot.