Hello every body this is my first book soo please no bad comments I'm new to this.-💙💠
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CHAPTER 1
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"Hey sweetheart wake up will you it's 6:30 you'll be late on your first day of school you need to be up,dressed,brush your teeth, and have your breakfast. honey I got to go to work ok,make sure you lock the door, alright bye!"
When she was gone I pulled the covers of my bed rushed to the bathroom. no way in hell was I going to be late. my mom and I had just moved to Greece last week, it's always been my moms dream to live in Greece since my dad died when I was little all I remember know where clear blue eyes like the sky.
"maybe this time it will be better" I though, maybe this move would help me leave behind some memories I was not proud of.
When I finished getting dressed I looked in the mirror and saw that same 17 year old girl looking back at me, I wore a blue blouse with long sleeves that reached a little past my elbows, skinny faded jeans and my black converse sneakers, all I saw in the mirror was a girl with grey eyes, they are very unusual because my eyes are blue/ black therefore they look gray, also pale skin, and boring black hair except for that blue strip of hair underneath. My mom says it's been there since I was a baby. Although she won't tell me who I inherited from, every time I try to ask she either tells me to drop it or avoids the question, I stopped asking a long time ago. I know I didn't inherit it from my mom because she doesn't have a blue strip of hair, not to mention it's a little bit unusual.
"Oh 6:55, better have cereal, don't want to be late." I grabbed my purple hairbrush.
Brushing my hair, I head downstairs, past the living room, to the kitchen, opened the pantry and grabbed the cereal box, a bowl, milk and a spoon, all while brushing my hair with my other hand. Yes, I can multi-task, big deal. I put the stuff on the table. I put the hairbrush on the table. "Bowl, first the cereal then the milk."
I don't understand how some people can put the milk then the cereal it's just not the same.
"REESE'S PUFFS, THANK THE GODS." I grabbed the spoon, and dipped it, into the bowl and eat a spoonful of Reese's puffs, I sighted, it was delicious.
30 min later ~~~~~
7:20 perfect the bus picks me up at 7:30 gives me enough time to walk to the bus stop ,as I got the house key out, I make sure to check myself in the mirror as I head out and lock the door I hear a door opening, "must be the neighbors mother mentioned yesterday." I thought about our conversation last night.
When I turn around I see a boy about my age locking his door he has brown hair, pale skin like mine. When he turns around and sees me, my jaw drops this boy has the same eyes as me.
His eyes widen but his jaw doesn't drop so I quickly close my mouth, realizing I must have looked like an idiot. You guys might be wondering why is his eye color important, well let me explain his eyes are blue and black, yes but a different kind of dark blue they kind of looked grey. You don't normally see people in the California, with grey eyes unless they where wearing contacts.
Maybe it's a Grecian thing.
I say the first thing that comes to mind. "Uhhhh... Nice weather, right?" really Zelia "Nice weather" you just see a boy that has the same strange, particular eyes like you and not to mention hot and you say "nice weather" can you get any more embarrassing.
Surprisingly the boy doesn't run away, like I'm used to, he just smiles and I notice he has dimples. "Ok focus Zelia just talk normally." I tried to relax myself.
"Yeah, Hi" he said still smiling
"Sup?" I say as I tried to crossed my arms smoothly but I really couldn't because of my binder , UGHH apparently, I can get even more embarrassing. I'm such an idiot, I hate being a conversation starter.
Ok, Zelia you can do this just introduce yourself, nice and slow.
"You must be my neighbor I just moved here from the U.S., California to be exact, what's your name?"
"Name's Zarec. What's yours?"
I'm surprised his name starts with a Z like mine another thing we have in common.
"Zelia" I say, I can see he's surprised too cause his eyebrowns raise up in question.
"How old are you?" I ask
"17 and you?"
"17 too" I respond.
"I don't suppose you go to zosimaia high school, Do you?" He asks, curiously his eyebrows furrowing together.
"Actually I do and I'm guessing you do too" I say
"Yeah I do"
"You ride the bus too, right?" He asks again, it was getting creepy, how was he guessing everything correctly.
"Yeah are you reading my mind" I said jokingly, but to be honest I was a little creeped out.
He laughed and smiled "No not at all I'm just saying that it's a shame you missed the bus"
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