*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
*Slap*
Groggily I lift my heavy head as cork screw curls hang over my face blinding my vision. I spring out in my penguin onezes hopping into my bunny eared slippers and yawn. As my slits of eyes unfold brightness hits penetrating my eyes endangering me to blindness. Head pounding I finally look around. The early morning sun rise peps through the gray curtains inflicting the room with a light display. My room covered with fangirl posters and shelves filled with romance novels indulge me with the hard hitting truth. This is not a dream, it is Monday morning first day of school and I have nothing to wear! Oh god I have nothing to wear and the time is 7:14 I'm late! I frantically rush around the room picking a quick set of clothes grabbing a towel I head into the bathroom for a quick shower.
I then emerge with my hair in a bun a crop top and denim shorts with converses that goes nicely together. I race down stairs inflicted with a wave of egg omelet as its wafted through the room.
"Morning Kayla, there's omlet on the bench for you and fruit juice is poured." Mum says as she reads the newspaper grimly.
"Good Morning Mum!" I say, leaning over to kiss her check thanking her.
*Tick* goes the clock notifying us that's its 7:30 filling the silence that has continued. Gliding through the kitchen filled with cupboards and cooking appliances I grab the plate and juice that teases my stomach with anticipation. Sitting down opposite to Mum I catch a glimpse of the head line.
How Young is too Young?
Oh god that will fault as an awkward conversation later. I Finnish eating my breakfast then decide on brought lunch. I grab my bag an a couple of coins with my keys and scooter helmet then sprint towards the door as the clock strikes 8:00.
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Authors Note.
So hey guys, this is my proper first book that I am going to dedicate my time to. Be warned, this book is not planned. So I am writing as t comes to mind. I have no idea how it will end. So please be patient. I apologise for punctuation mistakes and/or tense changes. That is what I struggle with. BUT practise makes perfect! So I hope you guys enjoy this book!
Thanks!
-BookWormQueen14
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