The most precious gift

Chapter 1- Can you smell wet dog?

Hey Guys! Just had this Story blowing round in my head and thought i'd give it a try let me know what you think.

Above is a picture of Callie.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Argh!" I groaned rolling over and smacking my alarm clock.

I rolled onto my back trying to prise my eye open swinging my legs off my bed and throwing the covers off myself, quickly sitting up. Suddenly a jolt in my stomach and a wave of nausea comes over me as I bolted to my bathroom and threw up what I can only imagine is last nights dinner down the toilet.

"Are you ok Honey?" My mum shouted concern through my bedroom door.

Wiping my mouth with my head and leaning my head on the toilet "Yeah I'm fine Mum don't worry" I said getting up and walking to the sink to drink some water before brushing my teeth and the horrible taste out of my mouth.

"Ok, come downstairs breafast is ready I don't want you to be late for school" She said as I heard her walk down the stairs.

I quickly threw off my pajamas and chucked them in the laundry basket whilst turning the shower on and quickly hopped in, hopefully this would make me feel better. I don't want to miss the first day back after the christmas break. After washing I felt slightly better and hoped this wasn't a bug that was going round. After changing into some clean underwear, grabbing my hairdryer and blasting some music out of my phone whilst I hum along to Taylor Swift, I start to dry my dirty blonde hair. Realising I forgot my brush I hop across the room to grab it pulling my curtains open at the same time. 

"Say Cheese!" I hear from outside and turn just as I see Chase shirtless in his window across from mine, I try not to gawk as I notice his well define abs and strong shoulders, Then I notice the phone held up obviously taking a photo of me, with the biggest smirk on his face. As I look down I realise I hadnt put my clothes on yet.

"Fuck!" I mutter the heat rising to my cheeks but I stand there paralysed. Move god damn, why are you just standing here whilst he takes pictures of you in your bra and panties?

The sound of Chase's bellowing laughter snaps me out of it as he waves his phone at me "Looking good McKibbin but I prefer the red and black underwear".

"Not again!" I groan.

I quickly give him the finger and scramble to close the curtains just as I hear "No fair!".

"Argh!!!!!" I scream "Why does that ass hole have to live next door, let alone his window be right across from me?!" When will I ever learn not to open my curtains on a morning, not that it was a regualr thing, but I'd be lying if I said it hadnt happen on more than one occasion. But it was mortifying non the less.

Quickly I pulled on my skinny jeans I'd set out last night along with a cream snug knitted jumper. Dabbing some light concealer under my eyes and on my blemishes and a light coating of mascara. Happy with my appearanvr I grabbing my school bag off my desk, and running downstairs. The smell of cooking bacon hits me like a wave and I feel my stomach wrench. I quickly duck into the downstairs bathroom  but nothing was there to come up. I pulled the cowl neck of my jumper up to my nose as a exited the bathroom hoping that would mask the smell that was turning my stomach.

"Hi Sweetheart, you hungry your Mum made pancakes?" Dad smiled up from the newspaper he was reading at the dining room table.

"Umm no I'm good I'm just going to grab an apple and get going I dont want to be late" I smiled back.

"You sure your up for going to school dear, you dont look too well" my Mum came over putting her hand to my head.

" I'm fine" I said as I shrugged her off. I didn't want to miss school, I know this might seem sad but I actually enjoy school. I'm good at school, my teachers like me, my grades are good, I have friends.