Chapter 11- I'm such a cluts

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After being in the shower for what seemed like hours, I got out. Back into reality. Oh the joy of reality. That shower helped so much and it made me put things into perspective. Remember, perspective is everything. I looked down at my hands and just started laughing. They looked like prunes, I looked like I was about 90. After my laughing fit, I got dressed in to sweats and a tank top, I wasn't planing on going anywhere today so I am going to shut myself away from the outside world. I'm going to forget what I did earlier, it was a one off and will never happen again. I need to eat though, even if it's just salad.

I take a wonder down stairs to the fridge and pick out some salad bits. I feel like a rabbit. But I must admit, salad was nice and I was enjoying eating without my mother watching me like a hawk. I sat Down at the table and finished eating. Just after I placed my plate in the washing machine, I received a text.

'Hello beautiful!:)' it was from josh, and, holy mother of god, he just, he just called me beautiful. But in fact, if he saw me now, he would definitely not be calling me beautiful.

'Hello. Awh you're too cute haha' I replied. I don't really take compliments well, I don't think too highly of myself, as you can probably tell.

'What ya doin?' Oh god, should I lie and say I'm busy? No zoey. Lying is bad and it's not me.

'Nothing, just lounging around my house'

'Do you want some company?' Awh he wants to see me. But I look like a dogs ass. Ugh. Shut up zoey. The most gorgeous boy you've ever met actually wants to see you. That is actually a pretty good point I've just made to myself.

'I'd love to! Movie day?' I don't feel like going out. I know, I'm lazy.

'Yes, exactly what I was thinking! Be there if 45 mins?' That soon? Omg I need to to make myself presentable to the human race.

'Okay:) see you soon' I launch my phone on the sofa and ran upstairs. I tried being quicker and stepping two steps at a time. Bad idea. I am quite short, not too short but my legs aren't very long. My toes slipped off the edge of the step and I had a little 'tumble'.. Well I sounded like an elephant. I'm not even joking, it really hurt. I kind of just laugh to myself and then got up to 're-try' the stairs. I hurt my ankle though and it hurt to put pressure on it. Nice one zoey. I'm such a cluts. I kind of crawl up the stairs and into my room.

I'm not even going to get changed. I just shoved a little bit of mascara and eye liner on and left it at that. I slid down the stairs on my belly, and if you have never done that, then I suggest you go to your stairs right now and try it.

I get up and hop to the living room to save time. I get the pillows set up and put some blankets to the side, incase he picks a scary movie. I am awful when it comes to scary movies, I literally start to hyperventilate. Now that would be embarrassing.

After all this was done, I sit on the floor, not wanting to ruin my set up. Just as my bum hit the floor, there was a knock at the door. He's here. Shit he's here. Right, breathe in, breathe out. I repeat to myself As I hopped to the door. I open the door and wow. Did he really just...

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Boring chapter, I know. I'm sorry. It will get better I promise

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