Friends and School

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Leah's POV:


Tears trickled down my pale face. My eyes stinged and burned yet I felt no pain after what aunty did. I just don't understand why she hates me. I glance outside wishing I had a better life, to be honest I cannot wait to actually get married. I examined the trees swaying briskly side to side as darkness fell.



I saw my reflection through my double glazed windows. My hazel eyes were not hazel anymore they looked big, red and puffy. I had bags underneath my sore eyes. My rosey lips were not rosey anymore but were dry and pale. The slap marks still remained on my cheeks. My hair were not in a right state, so I got up and started to straighten it for college tomorrow.


I went on my phone to check my messages and the girls wanted to FaceTime.



Waliya, Ameera and Layla were my best friends. We shared everything together, we have similar interests etc. Waliya is literally a 5SOS fan! She likes whats his name? Ahhh...Calvin Hood? Her brown hair brings out her eyes. She has hazel eyes like me. Her hair below her shoulders.



Ameera loves Adam Saleh, what can I say about that! Her face has a nice creamy texture, her eyes are dark brown which twinkle whenever she laughs and all she does is talk about nonsense.



Layla is the brain of the group. She looks so elegant and professional whenever she wears her glasses in lessons. Her hair touches her bum. The blonde/brown dip dye complements her brown eyes.



I'm Leah, I got the brains, the looks (dont wanna brag). Yeah of course I've been through a lot but that doesn't stop me from having a good time with my friends. My hair is a light brown colour. My lips are rosey and I inherited these amazing features from my late mother.



Well, I was told by my so called aunty she was dead, but I know somewhere in the world she still alive and one day I will find her.



So where was I, oh yeah I was about to Facetime my friends until the devil herself entered my gloomy room.




"What do you want?" I asked. She looked at me from head to toe and said,
"Awwh, did my mum hit you again? Bet you deserved it." I despised her.




"Wow I wonder where you got being a devil from." She scoffed and slammed the door. I placed my phone on my bed's side table and layed on my bed thinking about my pain and sorrow.





Questions were racing through my distraught mind. What was I still doing in her house? Why do they hate me so much? Is it worth getting abused day and night for not following one stupid order? I drifted to sleep, forgetting what happened. Tommorrow is going to be a long day.


The Next Day...


Yawn! I stretched so far that my bones cracked. I loved that feeling!



The sun was beaming through my windows. The birds were chirping, the sky was clear only full of blue, no clouds were to be seen.



I grabbed my grey jumper as I felt cold. That's just me being me. I always feel cold even when it is hot.
Anyways, after grabbing my jumper I also got my black skinny jeans. I left my hair out, allowing it to be in two sides.



After that, I got my black and white superstars and I began making my way downstairs.



I went in my black, matte Audi A5 sportback, driving my baby to school. My favourite uncle bought me it a few months ago for my birthday, but unfortunately he got hit by a car and died.




I arrived at school greeting everyone. I saw Waliya, Ameera and Layla hanging out beside my locker. "Hey guys, whats up? Layla loving that coral blouse. Ameera you and your checkered shirts. Waliya, why do you always wear black?"



We started laughing until I witnessed the most amazing human being in the whole wide world, Adam Khaliq.




He was the most popular and fitguy in the school. He has light blue eyes which complements his smile... His jawline is to sharp, so sharp that it can cut right through me. His beard is just wow. His muscular body just kills me and how can I forget his husky voice sends shivers down my spine.




"Leah!" Ameera shouted. And there I was back in reality. "Yes?" I asked.



They knew me too much as to why I was sent to the most amazing dream ever. To be honest we are friends, we talk but boy have I got a huge crush on him!



We made our way to 1st period. I had Maths. Worst lesson ever.

This is my first book😁 Hope you like it though

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