2pm on new years eve and everyone had started putting the new decorations up. The party doesn't normally start till 10 but they like to be "early" with everything.
New years was always a big thing in my household. My mother has a party and invites the whole neighbourhood plus 50,000 friends. (okay, maybe a bit of an exaggeration there). While this party takes place in the downstairs area of my house, the front and back garden plus the huge field behind my house, I sit in my room watching the amazing Joe Sugg. Yes, I am a Sugglet. I follow him on every social media website you can think of. Usually I get interrupted by Kayleigh wanting to watch it with me, Max wanting me to push him down the stairs on a mattress or Harvey and Jack interrogating me about any news going on in my social life... or what I have left of one. They like to be the protective older brothers when it comes to me, friends and trying to get a boyfriend.
Anyway, back to what I was saying. My mother goes all out for new years. She takes the Christmas decorations down and puts up different ones for the party. I, personally, don't understand why she can't just keep up the Christmas decorations, much prettier. She takes the new years decorations down the next day anyway, so why bother? Just more effort.
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It was only 10:30 and by now the party was in full swing. Most of the neighbourhood had turned up which included some of the guys from college. I think I was born in the wrong year to be completely honest. All the guys I know are really ugly (no offence to them). Why are all the really good looking boys either younger than me, 10 years older than me, famous or 11116492947573002848475738234 miles away?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?
Well there is one boy... Jacob Edwards...
He's gorgeous... and also the captain of the football team... which means he gets all the pretty girls. I, unfortunately, am not one of them girls. I don't exist to him, but now, he's in my house for the party that I (and by 'I', I mean my mother) had planned.
He walked through the door in a plaid shirt and ripped jeans, smiling and winking at every girl who he sees. Then he turns to me and gives me a head nod. A FRIGGING HEAD NOD!!!!!!!
"Get out of the way" oh I must've forgotten to mention his pathetic little girlfriend. The "head plastic girl" or if you want to put it the way I would the "fake bitch of the school who wants everyone to pay attention to her."
I knew it was too good to be true. She pushed past me, knocking me into the table of food as she hits my side. I trip over my own feet and land face first into a cherry pie. I stand up and Sprint up the stairs but being careful not to fall on the way up. There's no way I'm going back down there. My dress is ruined because of the cherry stains. I take a quick shower and do what I was planning to. I whip out my laptop and type 'Joe Sugg' into the search bar. Before I can choose which video to watch I see something slip under my door. A small, rectangular, yellow piece of paper was half sticking out from under my door. I walk over and grab it. I open it and start reading the tiny handwriting.
3 words, 8 letters can mean different things;
1. I love you
2. I hate you
3. I miss you
4. Go to hell
I advise you to read number 2 and 4 again.
Have a great day!
All I have to say to that is... wow
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