Love is a gift

Chapter 1

Love is a gift.

This is my first story I have ever written, I don’t pay attention in English and I’m failing so please don’t shout or point out my mistakes please. I have an IQ of a 12 year old so please don’t dis my work. Let me know what you like about the story, well here goes nothing.

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Hi my name is Hannah I am sixteen. I am English and I have just moved to America because of my dad’s work. I have dark blonde hair which has a side fringe, it is in layers and it’s strait. I have long legs and a perfect hour glass figure if I do say so myself. I am five foot seven. I also have blue eyes which have a dark frame which surround them.

I have just moved to Miami and the sun shines all day. We have a house just by the beach. I already hate it here because I had to leave my boyfriend back in England and I already miss him so much, he was perfect! Sweet, Smart and Fit and I just hate that I have to move here to Miami and leave him. He still calls me, texts me and chats to me on Skype and facebook but I hate long distance relationships.

“What the hell” I shout because of my F**cking alarm clock is ringing I hit the snooze button and jump out of my cosy bed. I grab a towel I left on the end of my bed because I knew I was going to have a shower. I walk towards my closet any looked through it and found a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a blue tank top, I grabbed by Victoria Secret bra and matching pants.

After a quick shower I dried my hair with a towel and popped my cloths on and looked back at my clock which said six thirty. I ran towards my desk and grabbed my Tom Baker bag and popped my essentials in it like my PE outfit, deodorant and money for lunch. I ran toward my dressing table and grabbed my lucky charm bracelet and popped it on. Alex gave me a charm for it was a silver heart which says my heart is forever yours he is so sweet.

I looked at my dressing tables mirror and brushed my hair and peeked over at my clock which read five to seven. School starts at eight so I should be able to straighten it, I straightened each layer and popped a couple of hair bands on my other wrist encase I have PE for the first day and I can tie it up. I run down the stairs and grabbed a bowl of cereal, coco pops to be exact. “Were gonna be late for school bro!!!!!” I shouted no reply I guess he already left. I took a last minute glance at the clock witch said quarter past seven. I grabbed my bag, keys and slid my sunglasses on.

As I stepped out outside I felt the hot Miami sun hit my face as I opened my silver Mercedes, my dad gave me it as a sixteenth birthday present. I slide onto the hot leather seat which almost burned my skin. Maybe I should put it in the shade and not in the sun tomorrow. I opened my window to get a nice cool breeze in the car and turned on the radio and started to sing along to some of the songs like Katy Perry, Bruno Mars and Kesha.

Oh Sh*t  I had forgotten about school, it was eight as I pulled into the schools car park and saw footballers, cheerleaders all mingling. I looked over to the footballer’s and saw one girl by them she was wearing the shortest skirt and I t-shirt that showed so much cleavage! I’m guessing she’s the biggest slut at this school.

I stepped out of my Mercedes who is my baby and kicked the door close tying to look cool. I walked toward the boot of my car and opened it and grabbed my bag, I shut the boot and locked my car. As I walked toward the school building I heard girls and boys whispering and boys wolf whistling. I opened the schools front door and headed for the reception. I short chubby woman about mid-thirty’s jumped up said “you must me Hannah, I’m Miss Baker and her is your schedule, locker information and a map of the school!”

“Thanx!” I replied trying to sound as energetic as she had just said it and smiled; I walked away and left the reception and looked at my schedule witch said my first class was maths, great I thought sarcastically! I headed toward maths and saw that no one was at class yet so I decided to go to my locker. I finally found it and typed in the combination and opened it and placed my PE stuff in it and shut it and it made the biggest bang. “Sh*t” I said as everybody turned to look at me because of my f*cking locker making a big noise.

After people saw me they carried on chatting to their groups and I turned to head towards maths when I saw him, Mr Popular, the player the guy that every girl wants. He hates me and I bet he already has joined the football team and has got a date already in the ten minutes I’ve been here! I can’t believe he is even related to me, he is such a man slut. My brother is going to be Mr popular at this school and I bet he is going to do all the girls in this school like he did back in England.

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