Broken Stone

Back from the dead

Guys sorry about the late updates. I'm updating everything I've missed. I've been busy lately. I've been asked so many questions about this. 'Where are you from?' Well guys I was born in Australia. Auzzy mate!!! But I'm from New Zealand too. I'm more Kiwi though. I'm also part European.

Any others have wanted to know how I got the idea for this book.
This is based off my life at the first half (I'll let you know till when) then the rest is about my best mates mother. Some things are enhanced, can't have a good book without dramatic over the top things.
Also for the next few chapters are based off Alica's side.
Thank you guys for reading my book. You all inspire me. Love you all. Mwah

The rest of the day was such a fucking bore. Walking out the gate of school I crossed the road. I heard running footsteps behind me and did a break check. A hard body came crashing into my back. Walking forward again gaining my pace to hopefully get him to leave me alone a hand came clamping down over my shoulder.

"Whoa Alica slow down. That actually hurt!"
He was actually squeezing really hard. It hurt so much.

"Get your filthy paws off me you dirty rotten cunt!"

"Whoa fine. Hey we need to do that assignment so your coming with me. Let's go!" He said while loosing his touch but dragging me along to make sure I followed. I have no idea why considering I was going this way anyway.
As I continued to follow him well not really. This is the way I walk everyday to and from school. After about half way I stop.

"What joke is this seriously? Honestly I couldn't give a fuck where we're going but stalking is not fun."

"It's not a joke were going to my place."

"Really cause it's like you know where I live!" I crossed my arms and bent one of my legs slightly.

"Just come on. Keep following were halfway there!" This was so fucked up.
Continuing the walk for about another 5 minuets we turned down my street. Like what the fuck!!! Going along like I didn't know where I was I followed along still. Seriously. Like what the fuck?!?!?!
Going down halfway we were like a house away from mine. It was like right there. He then turned into the house next to it. Going up to the door he opened it. My jaw hanging open I stared in utter belief. WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? He cannot live next to me. This hot guy next to me. Did I just say that. Oh that's fucked up. What's wrong with me

"Did you just call me hot?" Who said that?
"I said that!" No seriously I'm so confused. "Stone I said it!" Ohhhh wait. Can he read minds? That's fucked. "No your just saying everything out loud. So you think I'm hot aye?" He did that annoying eyebrow wiggle thing.

"Let's just get this fucking shit over with cause I want to get far away from your ugly ass."
Walking back in the house he indicated for me to walk in. Instantly I smelt something in the kitchen burning and shouting noises from everywhere.

"DAD!!! IM HOME AND I GOT A FRIEND SO SHUT UP WOULD YOU!!!" He yelled. Did he just tell his dad to shut up. Hmm I like him after all.

"Brandon Ivanovo Gunner!!! Did you just tell me to shut up?" Some really hot guy said walking out of a room. I think it was his office or something.

"Yes I did dad!"
Wait dad. But he is soooooo hot. Wait did he just say his middle name was Ivanovo. Hahah omg. What the fuck

"Ivanovo!!! Hahahahah that's fucking stupid!" OMG I think I'm Going to piss myself.

"Hello I'm Mikhail Gunner! Brandon's dad. Just call me dad. I can tell you two are going to be married in about a year!" I think I'm having a coughing fit. It doesn't look like I'm the only one. Looking over I see Brandon doing the same thing.

"Mikhail stop freaking them out would you. Them dreams of yours will freak her out." Turning to me this beautiful female smiled. She looked so much like the woman who gave birth to me years ago. Tears started brimming my eyes. Turning around suddenly I ran out the door and down the steps. Falling down in the grass out front the tears spilled out and down my face. The sound of clicking heels walked up behind me. A body came slowly to the ground in front if me.

"Oh darling what's wrong? The tears in your eyes are like they have been held back for so long. Tell mamma bear what's wrong." She was so concerned as she told me in a soft mother voice. My tears slowly came to a halt. Lifting my head slowly to look at my 'mother' I gave a thorough look at her. She was so similar to her. Everything was near the same. The same straight jet black hair. The same piercing bright green eyes. The slight freckles over the nose. Rosy pink lips. A face that's so natural you don't need makeup covering it.

Tears spilling out of my eyes again I wrapped my arms around this specimen. "Oh mum!"

"Darling what's wrong?" She said while wrapping her arm around me too.

"I thought I would never see you again!"

"Why do you mean young one?" Soon realising she was not my mother I pulled my arms back. Got up and dusted myself off. Rubbing my eyes of tears I stared at her again for a third time.

"Sorry I thought you were my mother. She died with my dad when I was young. Sorry honestly mistake. I'm Alica Stone."

"Oh honey!" Was all she said as she got up and wrapped her arms around me again. This felt right. Leaning in I wrapped my arms tight around her again. "It's alright I'm here if you need anything. I'll be your mother now. My names is Suzen but jut call me mum! Everything will be alright!"
She started running her hand over my hair.
"Come on inside. We can go make some tea first."
Not letting go, we walked inside again.

"Mum is that you?" His voice was becoming very familiar now.

"Brandon can you go get your brother out of the kitchen please and don't go back in till I say."

"Aughhh. Ok yes mum! Owww prick why did you hit me?"

"We can hear you!" She yelled back.

"Sorry mum. Dad was hitting me over the head again! Owww seriously stop it."

"Boys so painful." She whispered.

"We heard that!" Multiple voices said.

"You know I love you all! Come in through darling. Have a seat!"
She sat me in a dark brown wooden seat. It was really comfy. Looking around the room I noticed it was covered in flour. What the fuck happened. You could still smell something that was burning.
Mum pulled an oven door open and pulled some black looking pile of what ever it was. Placing it on the cooling rack she turned around and turned the jug on.
Walking back over to me she sat down and faced me. Was this the part where I tell her everything. This is going to be so hard. I've never talked to anyone in general. Especially about something like my life. This is all so new to me.

So guys I have decided to write another book. It's called Best friends with my Teacher and it's going well so far. Can't wait till they are finished.