Chapter 7- preperations

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I woke up to the sound of knocking at my door. I quickly checked the time and 12!! What, I was asleep for 12 hours. That's crazy. Anyway, the door.. I shouted "come in" and sure enough, incomes mother.

"Wow, you're so lazy." I can understand why she said that, I think.

"Thanks" I'm in a good mood and she won't ruin it. I won't let her.

"Me, your dad and melissa are going shopping and you're not coming, ok?" She's not going to ruin it. She's not going to ruin it.. I just kept repeating that in my head.

"Ok." Keep Biting your tongue zoey.

"I would leave you some money for dinner.." Wow she is really pushing it.

"But?" What was she trying to say, I should starve myself?

"But you're getting a bit fat so I suggest you skip it." Oh she pushed it. No zoey, just hold it in.

"Ok mum." Fat, she really thinks I'm fat.

"People might think you're pregnant. Hahaha. I mean who would want to get you pregnant?!" And with that, she left my room laughing to herself. Is she being serious. This is what I mean by the way she treats me.

I got up and closed the door. I went straight to the mirror and lifted up my pyjama top. Well maybe she was right, I can actually pinch some fat off my belly. Maybe I should skip dinner and go to the gym instead. Hmm..

Then, all of a sudden, I remembered that I was meeting josh again today! Oh my god! I rush straight into my en-suite and literally leap in the shower. Well first I take my clothes off, obviously. Then, once I'm out, I blow dry my hair and straighten it so its dead straight. Wow 1:30 already. I won't put on the right clothes till later, considering I won't meet him till 7:00. I need to leave two hours spare though, cause it does take a while to walk there.

Then I practically hear my stomach shout for food. I'm really hungry but maybe my mother was right and I should skip food today. Foods not really that important right? Oh who am I kidding, of course it's important. Ow well, one day won't hurt.

I decide to take my mind off of my belly rumbling and check Facebook and twitter. An hour later and Im bored. Hmm what to do now.. I wonder around the house a few time trying to think of what to do. Ah, I know, I'll watch a movie.. The notebook! My favourite! just over one and a half hours and a box of tissues later and i realise the time, i should probably start getting ready.

I make my way to my room and start to choose what to wear. Hmm light blue skinnies, light pink converse, light pink jack wills top and I'm done. I can't dress up or he'll think I'm a weirdo or something. I do my makeup, just a bit of foundation, mascara and eyeliner. Now, I'm ready. And would you look at the time, 5:00, spot on. I leave my house and set out for the two hour walk. I wasn't complaining though, this walk was nice and I enjoyed it. It let me clear my head before I met josh. Ahhh josh, I can't believe he actually wants to see me again.

I slowly but surly arrive at the bench, 6:58, wow Im good at this. I sit there for about 10 minutes and then a shadow hovers over me. It josh, I think. I turn around and yes, it's him. He looks even better than yesterday. He's wearing dark blue jeans, a black money T-shirt with gold around the collar and sleeves and a black belt. Yum. His face looks like it's just been airbrushed and his hair, placed on strand by strand. This boy is seriously beautiful.

I give him a warming smile and he curled the tips of his mouth into a big smile, revealing those perfectly white teeth. His smile is one only heaven can make.

"You look gorgeous!" Is this boy serious?! He just called me gorgeous! Am I dreaming? Nobody's ever called me that before.

"Thankyou. You don't look too bad yourself." Of course i was joking though, he looked sexy as fuck. I felt my cheeks start to heat up and they clearly started to blush, just by the thought of him calling me gorgeous.

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