Into the Sky

Style

"Les!"

I twisted at the call of my nickname.

"Les!"

The intruder yelled once again.

"Celeste Camilla Aries!! Get your cul up right this instance!"

"Alright. Alright. I'm up."

I opened my eyes to see my French mother standing before me in her work uniform. I turned my head to see that it was only 5:00.

"Mom! Why did you wake me up so early?" I whined.

"Because if I didn't wake you up, you would have never woken up! Now chop chop! You have 2 and a half hours to get ready for school," my mother replied. Her French accent rolling off her tongue.

My family is originally for Paris,France, but we moved to California when my dad got a promotion to work for a large painting company here in America. So when I was 5 and my older brother, Ray was 7 we packed and moved.
13 years later we have survived. It was kinda of hard to live here because we didn't know any English. But my mom, Abelia, found a school that spoke French but taught English. Soon we were able to go to English speaking schools.

Today was the first day of my senior year at Brooklyn High School. Least to say I was excited.

I got out of my beautiful comfortable bed and walked towards my large en suite. As I passed the mirror I looked at myself. I had a French/Californian tan. My blonde/brown hair cascaded past my shoulders when it wasn't in a bun or ponytail. My chyrstal blue eyes shine bright like my father's. I had curves in most of the right places. I wasn't confident in my body where I flash it everywhere, but I am not a anorexic. Trust me I eat all the time.

I turned on my shower to hot. I took of my bed clothes and stepped in the shower. I washed my body effectively and washed my hair with my rose smelling shampoo. When I was done I stepped out the shower and wrapped my towel around myself and walked in to my closet. What to wear? What to wear? I thought. I looked at all my options. I chose a strapless white and aqua blue dress with my white flats.
I laid my outfit on my bed and walked to my vanity.

I curled my hair lightly.
My makeup was winged eyeliner, light pink lipgloss, light eyeshadow, pink blush and foundation. I didn't like to cake my face with makeup. It made feel like a clown.

I put on my outfit on, which ended right above my knees, with a white flower bow with a blue necklace and blue stud earrings in my first hole with small diamond earrings in my second hole that my mom gave me for my 13th birthday. I put on my white watch and some bracelets and walked out my room.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen that also connected to the dining room. I saw my mother putting the dishes in the table.

"Here, let me help you." I said when I walked in.

"Thank you. Are you sure? You look so nice. I don't want you to change your outfit."

"Don't worry mom. I can just change if I need to."

As we put the final touchings on the table my father and brother came down the stairs and into the dining room.

"Mom the breakfast looks delicious." Ray said as he sat down at he regular spot at the table.

My mother had cooked 10 chocolate chip pancakes, 3 pieces of sausage for me, and 3 pieces of bacon for each of them. To be honest, I prefer sausage to bacon. We also had cream of wheat with a bowl of the fruit that each of us liked.

"Merci, Ray!"

My father, Nicolas, was sitting at the head of the table, while my mother sat opposite of him, and my brother sat across from me.

I grappled 2 pancakes and my 3 sausages. After I had finished eating, I put my plate and bowl in the sink and went upstairs to finish getting ready for school.

"Les! Come on! We have 45 minutes to get to school," Ray yelled from downstairs.

"Ok! I'm coming," I yelled back. I grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs.

"You ready to go?"

"Yep."

"Bye maman et papa," I yelled to my parents as I walked out the door.

Ray went to a college that was close to my school. So he usually dropped me off at school, and since I have clubs after school and/or tutoring he picks me up when he gets out of school which is at 4:45.

We hopped in his red Audi. As I reached for the radio, I felt a sharp slap on my hand.

"Ow!" I whined.

"Don't touch my radio," he said.

I reached for the radio a second time. Once again Ray slapped my hand.

"OW!"

"Don't touch my radio."

I looked down and I saw the plug that you plug in your phone to play music through the radio. Slowly I creeped my hand toward the cord. When I grasped it I plugged in my IPhone 5c and turned in my music.

"NOOOOOO!" Ray screamed.

"Hahahahahaha!"

I buckled over in laughter. I laughed so hard I couldn't breath. When I finally stopped laughing, I noticed that my music was still playing. Ray hadn't turned it off.

Pretty soon we had arrived at my school.

"See you later. If you need my call me. I'll be here in an instance." Ray said

"Oui papa,"I replied sarcastically as I rolled my eyes,"Je vous appellerai si je besoin de vous.[ I'll call you if I need you.]"

I closed the door and walked to hel- I mean school.
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Hey my puppies🐶. This is the first chapter. Please feel free to point out any errors.
Cote if you liked it. Next chapter will be her first day of school.
Song of the chapter:Style by Taylor Swift
Up top is what Celeste looks like and her outfit
QOTC: Do you prefer sausage or bacon? Honestly I prefer sausage. In fact I had sausage this morning before I published the chapter.
Can some of y'all make some covers please? My cover app isn't working. I would definitely appreciate it!
Bye my puppies
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