Zoey and her mum headed home after buying Zoey's glasses.
"I love the ones you picked sweetie," exclaimed her mum in the car home,
Zoey nodded, looking at the frames,
"I like them too," The ride home was quiet so Zoey turned on the radio;
I'm and angel with a shotgun, fighting 'till the war's won.
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my face paint just to keep you sane.
Don't you know you're everything I have!
Yes! 'Angel With A Shotgun' I love this song! Zoey thought, singing along.
When they arrived home it was almost 5 o'clock,
"You go upstairs and get out of your uniform, i'll make dinner," Zoey nodded and headed to the stairs, but before she could get there, there was a knock at the door,
"I'll get it," She yelled walking towards to the door.
Ashe was standing outside,
"Zoey? What are you doing here?" She asked, Zoey felt confused,
"I live here..." Ashe thought for a moment,
"Oh right, I forgot about that. Anyway, is your brother here?" Zoey knew what was going on,
"Yeah, i'll get him for you, but are we friends?" Zoey asked, Ashe filled with anger.
She started whisper yelling,
"Just because me and your brother are seeing each other, doesn't mean we are besties again!" Zoey was furious,
"Get. Out. Of. My. House." She said, and slammed the door in Ashe's face.
Mrs Croft turned hear head around,
"Who was at the door sweetie?" She asked, Zoey headed for the stairs,
"No one important." She sighed.
As Zoey turned her laptop on, she got an email notification. It read;
To: ZoeyCroft@edu.california.com
From: Sarah.Walsh@teacher.edu.com
Subject: Drama Assignment
Dear Zoey, I have a new assignment for you to complete.
Your task is to -with partner- select one scene from a play and perform it
It is worth 40% of you and your partners grade. Get to it!
From, Miss Walsh
Zoey groaned,
who am I meant to partner up with? All my friends hate me...
She walked over to her dresser and put her pajamas on. A pair of shorts and a matching tee, they were pinkie-purple with cats and stars on them.
"Zoey! Jake! Dinner!" Mrs croft yelled upstairs.
Zoey bolted down to the dining-room table.
"Ooh, lasagna. Yum," She said with glee as she dished a big slice of lasagna onto her plate.
Jake sat down across from her,
"Hey Zoey" He began,
"Did anyone come by to see me?" Jake asked.
Zoey remembered Ashe coming over, tears almost in her eyes.
"Nope, no one at all." She chocked back her tears and began to eat.
A few minutes later, Zoey's dad walked through the front door.
"I'm home!" He yelled, Zoey ran up to him.
"Daddy! How was work?" She asked sitting back down at the table, Richard sat next to his wife.
"It was ok, just some computer stuff. Anyway, i'm hungry."
Zoey kissed her parents goodnight and ran upstairs.
"Hey Flambo," She said, sitting on her bed.
"Time for bed, bud," Zoey finished, Flambo sighed, but went to his bed anyway.
Zoey turned off her bedside lamp, but she couldn't sleep. All Zoey could think about was school the next day,
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Fire Heart
RandomZoey Croft, 13 year old girl living in California. She has made great friends, has a good education and a kind heart, but is there more to Zoey than she knows?
