I think I can, but I don't want to.

Hey guyyssssssss!! This is my first book so be nice I am a beginner haha!! I have always wanted to write one but I always get too caught up in reading fanfiction.. *cough* dark *cough* IT IS THE BEST. Sorry. Okay well here is the first chapter, you can comment with suggestions and things if you like, I don’t mind. After this one I am going to write a full on fanfiction. Well I may even start it now, who knows!! ( I think I will definitely start it now along with this one… I can’t wait any longer… It is calling my name…) Okay well I hope you like it and just to say this book is kind of like my diary almost. It is very much me. For example my best friends really are Elinor, Millie, Shannon and Courtnie. Okay well here goes. Oh wait hang on, I will try to update as much as I can but it depends on coursework and revision and things OOOOO ALSO MY TWO SPANISH BEST FRIENDS ARE COMING BACK THIS MONTH TO STAY FOR 3 WEEKS SO I MAY NOT UPDATE THAT MUCH ( I basically did a Spanish Exchange and they came here and I went there and it has been two years but they are coming back to do their work experience so EEEEEE!!) It should never be longer than a week apart from when they are here maybe. If it is internet slap me, I give you permission!! Well here goes nothing… Enjoy!!

Libby♥

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Yes! Oh joy another day of school. Or as I like to call it hell… With a capital HELL. Hate it when you wake up and thinking it’s the weekend then realize it is Monday. I lifted your arm from under my duvet and punched the dismiss button on my phone to stop my alarm, not that I am complaining as I was woken up in such a nice way by ‘Time To Get Up’ the song that Niall, Louis and Liam sang to Harry and Zayn back in the day (Not that I am an obsessed fan who knows more about One Direction than her own family and will most probably fail her GCSE’s because she can’t concentrate because they are all she thinks about *cough* nope that is NOT me). I can’t help it, I am such a daydreamer, I forever have my head in the clouds thinking about what amazing romantic situations I want to happen to me, what I want my life to be like in the future and thinking about how much I want to be an Actress or a Singer or a Dancer, in the West End or in Movies. I don’t care. I think about people I want to work with, work for, celebrities I would like to meet, be best friends with and some I want to date, get married to or have their children. Promise I am normal… (Slightly)

It was freezing outside my duvet so I brought my arm back in and rubbed it. I groaned, not wanting to get up I turned over to face my purple and silver wallpaper. A bit loud for sensitive eyes on a Monday morning but never the less it was better than getting up. I was supposed to be up twenty minutes ago but I wanted to make the most of my warm bed so I set my alarm later. I heard my Mum approaching my door. I thought ‘crap! Better look like I am awake’ otherwise she will give me her talk on responsibility and that I am 15 and if I can’t even manage to get myself up and ready for school then what sort of a mess of a life will I have blah blah bloody blah. CLUNCK! ‘AARGGHH’ I shouted as I hit my head on the metal bars of my headboard, now I understand why my Mum said a fabric one would be best but no, the seven year old me decided to go for the pink metal crafted into a heart.

I pulled on my uniform and clambered downstairs.

Being 15 is really difficult, you have fully discovered boys and you have all these feelings you just don’t know what to do with. However if my parents hear or see me even talking to a boy, both him and I would be dead meat. Apparently I am ‘too young.’ Sometimes I just want to reply ‘I bet you had boyfriends when you were 15. You let my brother!’ However the last time I talked to my parents about the opposite sex was in year six when we were doing sex education, my Dad, yes that’s right, my DAD gave me a lecture about sex. ‘I wish I had been given that sort of education. I didn’t know what I was doing.’ Cringe. Vom. So it is probably best to leave that topic well alone, lock it in a box, and fly to New Zealand to hide the key and then dump the box in the sea and hope that no other poor unfortunate soul will ever see it again.

Brilliant. Bloody rain. Bloody English weather. Urgh.  I have to walk every day, my house is not that far from school but it is far enough that it takes me at least twenty minutes walking fast. Walking to school is about the only time in the day I get to think about everything. Every other bit of time I have to myself I am either eating or on Twitter. Yes I know I have no social life. Don’t pity me. It is by choice because trust me; living in a town like mine going out is not a good idea you could quite easily end up at the wrong place at completely the wrong time. Although I guess it can be like that anywhere you go. Don’t get me wrong I am not a complete shut in, I do have friends; Elinor (Ells), Millie (Mils), Shannon (Shan) and Courtnie (CeCe). Yep, that’s right, all four of them. Sometimes I wonder what it is like to be popular or even acknowledged. Yes I know very original, the school girl who isn’t popular or noticed and only has a few friends ‘Ooooh I bet she will end up with the hottest guy in school and have a great if not completely and utterly typical life and story’ No. Trust me this is not like that at all.

My life is far more complex. A bit like a Rubix cube really, you really wanted it, when you got it you loved it for about 3 days, then got really annoyed with it and you have never been arsed to do anything with it. Yes. Yes in many ways my life is a lot like a Rubix cube. But less of the deep philosophical thoughts comparing my sad life to a Rubix cube and more about how am I ever going to manage to get to school in the rain in my shoes with a hole in and a bag that must be twice my body weight. Well that is a lie. It couldn’t be. It is probably and eighth of it because I am a hippo. That is another thing about me that annoys me. I keep saying I will do things like make an effort to go on a diet and do exercise but then I am like ‘hahaha no, just eat chocolate and sit on Twitter that is good enough.’ I seriously need a life adjustment. A big one.

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Hope the first chapter didn't bore you too much!! Let me know what you think!! Update later

Libby♥