Kick Start

c h a p t e r o n e

"Mom I'll be back in a bit!" I yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"Whoa whoa whoa and where do you think you're going Missy?" She asks, walking down the stairs.

"I'm just going down to the field. I need to practice a bit more." I replied, opening the door.

"Oh no you aren't," she comes up behind me and closes the door "you're gonna help with these clothes," she points towards the boxes in the living room, "I need someone to model in them."

"But-"

"No buts. I don't care if you need to practice, your going help me." She turns around walking toward the living room.

You see what I have to deal with? All of you might be like 'why wouldn't you want to model designer dresses?' Well you see, I'm not really into expensive dresses or fancy shoes. In fact, I'm not really into all that girls stuff. I'm not a fan of makeup, so I'm happy that I'm blessed with clear, pimple free skin.

A lot of people thought when I was little, I would follow my mother's footsteps. I would always love dressing up in Cinderella dresses that my mother used to make for me with fake diamond tiaras and plastic heels. Somehow, I had turned out to be the exact opposite. I don't even know how.

I'm more of an athletic girl. I love playing soccer and I could just kick a ball for hours and hours and still not get bored of it. I just love the feeling when my foot makes contact with the ball, it just feels like your letting loose of the stress inside of you and all you can think about is the ball.

My life is a fiasco and I use soccer as my escape.

I play on a team called the Liverpool Jets. My team is an average soccer team. I have made two friends while playing. Their names are Candice and Brittany. Brittany has that blonde hair that is just to die for. She's a good 5'6 inches tall and a pretty shy girl. Whereas Candice is a very outgoing person. Candice is the really hyped and girly girl. Sometimes I think her and my parents traded kids. Both my mom and she would be so happy. Her hair is brunette which is naturally wavy. She's sort of petite, being only 5'3 but she says she's fine with it, only cause the boys are taller than her.

"Are you just gonna stand there and daydream all day?" my mother says, interrupting my thoughts.

"Ughhhhh fine im coming" I untie my brand new black and white Nike Roshe and put down my Adidas Micoach Smart ball. I lazily walked towards the living room stopping 2 feet away from the boxes.

"Take these up to my room and put them on the bed" she orders while handing me two stacked boxes in my hand.

I grab them and walk up the stairs, puffing and heaving as they were so heavy I mean how heavy is a dress?

I quickly walk into her room and drop the boxes on her bed like she asks. I try to sneak out of her but somehow, she was standing right in front of the door.

I groaned loudly feeling annoyed. My mother just rolls her eyes at me.

"I'll make a deal. If you model at least 5 dresses, ill let you go out." my head perks at the sound of that.

"Make that 4 and you have a deal" she rolls her eyes once more, "fine now go wash your hands. Don't want any filth getting on these babies." She exaggerates while grabbing a dress out of the box. Now it's my turn to roll my eyes.

I walk through her room into her suite. Yup I know you may be asking a suite? Well my family's rich so it's not really a surprise. Her Suite consisted a cream and brown combo with a Jacuzzi and a walk in shower. I don't understand the point of having both. The counters are made up of granite marble and have a bunch of drawers with different curlers, straighteners, hair accessories you name it.

I quickly scrub my hands with my mom's expensive soaps which smells like roses and sea salt. I know weird combo but it surprisingly smells really good. I dry my hands and make my way back into the room.

My mom holds up a marron coloured dress which comes up to a bit lower than mid-thigh which had a net long sleeved design. I grab it from her hands and walk into her massive walk in closet. I put it on, zipping up the back before walking out. "That looks nice." She says admiring it. I just grab a different dress from her hands and walk back into the room. The next dress was a black long dress with sleeves that came up to my elbows. At one of the sides, there was this long strip of fabric going down which had a white and black floral design on it. I slipped in it and walk out the room, trying not to step on the bottom. "Hmmm...it looks good. Maybe just a few more adjustments here and there." She exclaimed, handing me another dress. It was a simple white long dress with a heart neckline which had a few jewels going down the middle. I pulled up the silky material and slightly skipped back. "This one looks pretty" she compliments before handing me the final dress. I hurriedly walked back into the room, wanting to finish modelling so I can go out. The last dress was a simple but elegant dress. It was long dress that was dark almost a navy blue which had a jewelled sequence on the top half of the dress. I quickly slipped it on before jogging out. "My this looks gorgeous on you!" She squeals, looking it over.

"Yea yea so now can I go now?" I said, getting a bit frustrated from wearing all these dresses.

"Oh alright fine but be back in time for dinner." She sighed, putting back the previous dresses. I ran back into the closet, quickly stripping down and putting on some more comfortable clothing.

Yes! Finally I can practice in peace.

I ran down the stairs, rushing to get my shoes on. I grabbed the ball that was lying on the ground and burst open the door, feeling a slightly cool breeze.

"Ahhh perfect day for some fun!" I said to myself before running out the door towards the nearest soccer field.

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