Chapter 1

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My star sign is Leo. Now wether or not this means I'm unfortunate with happiness or love, that's how it's portrayed. I'm Elizabeth Tawly And I'm an 18 year old teenager.. Suffered with acne and had a brace face at just the age of 14. This is why I consider myself as ugly.. My parents are always instructing me telling me how stunning and impeccable I am but in reality, society is a bitch and thinks otherwise. I spend majority of my time on the Internet, I argue with my parents, I have a messy bedroom and I'm mad about one person. Just how a teenager should be. But not to my extent. It all started when we first moved to Langbrook in England. Previously we had lived in LA so moving to the UK was a massive deal for me. Making friends, having different temperatures but most essentially boys. I must admit, as soon as we arrived at the house I endeavoured to not pay any absolute attention to our neighbours purely because I detest socialising. The boy and his father were cleaning the car when we first pulled up onto our dismal, typical uk drive. I blaitently defied them as they went over to my parents to say hello. The boy was also the same age as me. We were both 16 at the time. I concealed my ugliness behind my phone until my parents forced me to say hello and be polite. So firstly I went to shake the mans hand. He was extremely tall, skinny and had a funny shaped head and a big nose but piercing blue eyes. And then as I moved onto the boy... OMG. WHAT WHO HOW WAS THIS PERFECTLY FORMED CREATURE PRODUCED? Damn i totally picked up the wrong DNA. Perfect is an understatement. "Hey I'm Jacob". My mouth went all dry as he spoke that staccato sentence to me and I found it hard to retaliate.
"Oh hi... I'm erm...."
"Elizabeth". I turned around to see my annoying brother Jamie slowly, gravely and silently approaching me. Ugh. He made me feel so awkward. I was hoping that Jamie and Jacob wouldn't become best friends and call themselves "JJ" but luckily, Jamie was only 13 at the time but had an attitude and an intelligent ability of a 19 year old. He didn't even attempt on shaking their hands he just stood outside the door and pretended to text his 'friends'.
Mum and dad followed him and went to open the door but Jacob continued to question me.
"So Elizabeth. How old are you" said Jacob in such a sexy, tender, heartwarming and comforting voice.
"I'm 16" I straight forwardly replied.
"So is our Jacob" his dad rudely interrupted.
It was obvious I look awkward as I was turning my head around as Jacob said "see you around" I just smiled and pondered away. It was the best 2 minutes of my life. Little did I know, it was going to get better but also worse.

Not expecting anyone to see this I just needed to write to detox my stress levels.

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