Chapter 1 : Wide Arms And A Promising Smile

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🕸 Amylee's POV 🕸

"Hold still!"

"No let us all go!"

"Jesus now i get why people say the lead singers are the loudest."

"Uggghhh the rope's digging into my skin."

"THEN STOP MOVING!"

Wait we should stop right there ... yep lemme tell you how all this happened because this beginning just sounds incredibly weird.

*The Beginning*

I just woke up and checked the time on my iPhone 6.

2014 has never been so good. It was 10 AM so the sun has already risen and as I opened the curtains to take in the morning. I noticed a golden hue on the world I was looking at. It was round about late august so it was the best time for when the weather it's not too hot yet not too cold.

I should tell you a bit about myself.

I'm 24 now, i sound so old, i just turned when it was the 8th of august. I'm not super interesting but i bet you my story is.

Hmm I've been to round about 45 concerts now, i'm like band obsessed even though i should've grown out of that phase when i was 16.  

Time to get personal. My dad died when i was 11 on February 23rd, it was tough for my mum because she doesn't think she'd meet someone as good as my dad. I loved his name too Phoenix, doesn't sound manly but to me it's always as strong and brave and amazing as a real Phoenix. 

Ever since my dad passed away my mum went all weird and decided she wanted to be an MP but not in London, so we moved to here. America. The purpose was because she wanted to help families going through deaths financially and mentally but now she's so far up her arse she could basically see the other end. 

She's okay though i mean apart from the fact she's earned so much money from being a mayor that she's become so arrogant its almost impossible to live with her. 

My mum did hire a maid to help out around the house, since she never remarried she had to go out so much because of her job it wasn't possible for her to look after me all the time, that's how we got Isobel. Basically my mother.

Anyways i snapped out of my thought whilst staring out of the window and began my day.

To begin my day i went to the bathroom ran the hot water, stripped down to my bra and knickers and when the water was a suitable warmth i got completely naked then got inside. I sighed as the warm water hit my skin totally relaxing my limbs.

"Amy?!" I think Isobel shouted to me so i responded.

"I'm in the shower. I'll be 20 minutes tops." 

"My son wanted to come over for the weekend if you don't-" Isobel shouted but i cut her off saying "Yeah sure what-oof." I nearly dropped from my shower. I NEARLY DIED. I regained my composer and carried on with my soothing shower.

My hair was starting to leaking purple from the temporary dye i put in for a party on the weekend, which was great because i cannot pull off coloured hair at all. I envy all the girls that dye their hair bright colours and look like literal goddesses.

I then got my strawberry and vanilla shampoo and massaged my head. Began washing my body and let my limbs feel relaxed. As soon as i felt done i hopped out the shower, wrapped myself in a towel and began my skin care routine. 

I brushed my teeth and mouth washed then got out of my bathroom. Getting into my black carpeted floor I dried myself off with my towel, wrapped my hair towel around my hair.

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