Unsure

First Chapter (Jake)

Be still my heart cause I'm freaking out, I'm freaking out right now.

we're shining like stars cause were beautiful were beautiful yeahhhhh." I sang

Right now I was in my room listening to the New album of demi Lovato Neon lights.

The day it came out I literally went straight to the shop to buy it, I just couldn't handle the thought of not having her album, I mean she's one of the best singers in the WORLD!( well, at least, that was what I thought)

I was just about to move on to the second chorus until I was rudely interrupted by a figure by the door, looking very annoyed

It was Mum.

I took my headphones off and looked at her with eyes of innocence.

"Oh hey mum, is anything the problem," I asked in the sweetest way I could.

"Yes", she said "would you like to tell me"

"Ummm I'm not sure"

"You're not sure huh, well then let me just tell you that the problem is your singing. Your singing way to loudly, your singing is horrible and a neighbour just stopped to say that whatever was causing that noise you should turn it down!"

Okay, I love my Mum and all but seriously did she have to say my voice was horrible I mean it's not that bad.

"Just get dressed we have visitors soon anyway," she said.

"Visitors"?

"Yes visitors now get dressed or I'll confiscate that CD of yours," she said with a serious glare.

"No, you couldn't"!

"Oh, you just watch young lady" and with that she closed the door so hard my vase shook so vibrantly.

.........10 minutes later ............

I stared in the mirror checking if I was good to go. I'm meeting visitors I don't even know I, at least, have to look my best don't I.

I was simply wearing a white jumper with the writing I Don't Care on it in bold. Some black ripped jeans at the knees and thick stockings (what's the point of wearing shoes in the house) I decided to let my hair down, people say I look nice with my hair down anyway. I then took the time to study my face. My hair is dark brown with light hair lights, my eyes are dark brown, I ran a little mascara on my eyelashes just to make them full, just before I could get to the pimple on my left temple.

The doorbell rang

"ILL GET IT!

I shouted running down the stairs in eagerness to find out who these mysterious visitors were. I opened the door and right there in front of me was a figure leaning by the door with the same look I had on myself as well, wishing that I had never opened the door in the first place.

It was Jake!

*********** Authors Note***********

Hey guys this is my first time writing a book, I hoped you liked the first chapter.

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