Life is such an interesting thing isn't it? When you think your whole life is lined up to be one thing and then the next moment you're spiralling into something much more, much larger than you had ever anticipated. And at first it seems great and all, but then it becomes too overwhelming and you begin to lose your grounding on your moralities. But you can't see that until you've become completely infatuated into it and once you're there, there's absolutely no going back. At least not now.
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I had always imagined myself when I was younger becoming a movie star, or a singer, or an astronaut (hey I was geeky and girly at the same time, no need to judge). But now here I am, wasting my life helping out my mother by collecting the eggs or milking the cows. Or whatever her little mind could think of to torture me.
What an amazing life I'm living, almost as good as a life full of fame.
First thing to know about me, I'm the most sarcastic knob you will ever meet, but I'm cute as hell so you'll love me anyway.
Every single day I was forced to go out into the blazing hot sun and work my little heart out just to please mum. I mean it was only us, more like me, working on our little farm, but some help from her would have been deeply appreciated. But it never happens.
Everyday, same routine. Wake up, pick up the list from the fridge and complete the tasks for the day. If I get it done in time I get to do whatever I want, which never happens because mum thinks I'm some tremendous superhero who can do things at the speed of light but newsflash mum, I'm just a teenage girl.
This afternoon however, I had actually finished before the day was over. I trotted down the hallway towards my bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror for a while. My short golden hair was coming out of its pigtails and my face was dripping with sweat – that's Australia for you. I took out my pigtails and brushed through my knotty hair, my deep blue eyes accompanied with dark bags. I hopped in the shower and then after threw on a new outfit.
I decided I deserved a break, so I grabbed Paper Towns by John Green, my all time favourite book, and laid on the grass under the shade, lost in the amongst the world of Margo and Quentin.
"All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm."
I read that line over and over again. For some reason it really affected me. In amongst my thoughts I peered over my book to see a school bus driving past my street. It stopped across the other side of the road and a couple girls jumped out, their hair flowing in the wind. I rolled my eyes. Typical schoolgirls. Preppy, little know it all schoolgirls. I continued to read my book and ignored them. For some reason they insisted on standing across my property, giggling to themselves about who knows what. Probably typical icky schoolboys, that's what.
I tried to ignore them and focus on my book, but their laughter was seriously irritating me.
"Stupid paper people." I muttered. Well at least I thought I muttered, apparently not.
"Ew, what is that? It that a boy?" I heard them snicker. I glanced over at them to see their hands placed on their non-existent hips, attempting to frighten me with their harsh gazes.
I simply pretended that they were not there; I just couldn't be bothered to deal with their absolute stupidity.
"Rachel, I think that's a girl!" The other girl giggled. "She needs to do some serious plucking, I can see her monobrow from here!"
I instinctively touched my eyebrows. The girl, supposedly Rachel, burst into a fit of giggles and the other girl smirked proudly at me. I rolled my eyes, again and attempted to block out their rude comments. After that they started commenting on my weight, hair, intelligence etcetera. I tried not to get involved, I really did, but they were seriously just annoying the hell out of me. Not because they were 'hurting my feelings' trust me, I couldn't give two flying fish about what they had to say, but they needed to be taught a lesson.
"Look, can you go take your bimbo little selves somewhere else that isn't my property, because you're filling the air with your horrible stench. Peee-yewww." I swatted the air around my nose and Rachel gasped.
I know it was a childish thing to do, but I'd do anything to get rid of those two barbies.
"Ugh! Come on Sophie, she's not even worth it."
I watched as they stomped away up the street, and I couldn't help but giggle myself. "Stupid paper people."
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The next day came about and it was time to collect the eggs and once I had found all the eggs I could, I slid down the wall in defeat, the sun was making me sweat like a dirty old pig.
"Violet? Can you come here sweetie?"
Sweetie? Mum hasn't called me that since I was... uh... 6.
Something was up.
I hurried towards the house, wondering what on Earth could make her act this way.
I reach where mum was standing, a forced smile placed on her lips.
"Sweetie, these are the Steeles."
Apparently I had not noticed the four pairs of eyes staring intently at me before, but let me tell you it was definitely a shock.
"Violet, this is Mr and Mrs Steele."
"Oh how lovely to meet you." I mirrored mum's uncanny smile and shook hands with the strangers.
Mrs Steele was the first to break the awkward silence. "Oh please, call me Susan, and this is my husband Randy." I smiled at them both. "This is my daughter Hailey." The four/five year old girl looked intently up and me and grinned, her toothless smile giving me a strange sense of joy. "And this is my son, Alexander." I looked up from Hailey to the boy.
"It's Alex." He smirked at me and I inquisitively raised my eyebrow. I tore our eye contact and went back to his mum. "I'm Violet Summers, it's lovely to meet you all."
"The Steeles just moved in next door!" Mum gleamed. "You kids look around the same age?" Her eyes moving back and forth between Alex's and mine. "Great! Violet can show you around."
"Oh I'm sure he wouldn-"
"I'd love to, lead the way!" He beamed sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes and grinned once more at the rest of his family.
I began to walk towards Alex and gestured towards the street. "This way!" I exasperated, pointing my finger into the horizon.
Alex scoffed at my lame attempt to break the tension.
I can already tell this boy is nothing but trouble.
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