Me, My Life. Why?

Ok, i'm hoping this story will do better than my other one.

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Chapter 1

I suppose you could say I have the perfect life. I'm popular, have an amazing boyfriend, the best friends a girl could ask for and, i'm not going to lie, i'm reasonably beautiful. I have long, slightly wavy honey blonde hair, I have long legs and a fit body. My eyes are emerald green with golden flecks and tanned skin.

“Mill, Millie! Earth to Millie” Called my best friend Crystal. Waking me up from my daze. I glanced up at her. She may be the school slut, but she is the most supportive friend ever. Her long, straight brown hair that comes down to her belly button frames her petite face, and her dark brown eyes and long lashes are always turned smoky with make up. She doesn't need it though, she's beautiful. Slutty, but beautiful.

“Hey, Crys, what'd I miss?” I asked her, still slightly dazed. My hair was covering my left eye and it was probably all messed up.

“Come on, it's lunch. I've gotta meet John, and break up with him.” She groaned. John was one of her men that follow her around, hoping to get laid, or make out with her.

I laughed and stood up. I was only in one of my boyfriends classes this morning, so I was itching to see him.

As we entered the lunch room people glanced up at us, gazed for a while, and went back to eating. It was the usual. We were the top dogs, the queens of the school. Queen Millie and Queen Crystal. I chuckled at the thought of Crys and I in long, purple gowns and jewelled crowns, sitting in thrones with the school pupils as servants.

“Hey, babe. I've missed you.” Called my boyfriend, his brown hair just covering his eyebrows and messed up casually.

“Missed you too, Micky.” I replied, leaning into his chest. I sighed. Life was great up until now, it was safe, secure and had the perfect amount of adventure. Up until this moment.

“Millie Williams, could you please make your way to the office, I repeat, Millie Williams, please make your way to the office. Thank-you.” Crackled the loud speaker.

I looked at Crystal and her face told me she didn't know what this was about.

I smoothed my hair, adjusted my itchy woollen regulation school jumper and pulled down my dress.

“Want me to come, Mill?” Asked Michael, his face full of concern for me.

“If you want, wouldn't want you to starve, handsome.” I said, winking. I was putting on a brave face, I was secretly worried about what this was about.

Michael stood up and wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace. “I'll do anything for you, beautiful.” He told me.

I smiled and began walking. As we approached the office door I took a deep breath. It's gonna be ok, it's probably just something with the twins. I told myself, unconvincingly. My twin brothers were always getting into mischief at their primary school, and I was continually called up to lecture them.

Micky stopped me at the door and leaned in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his muscular torso and kissed him back. The usual sparks flew between us and I got lost in the moment until he pulled back slowly. He rested his lips on my forehead and whispered “I love you, Millie Williams. You're so beautiful, it nearly kills me.”

“I love you too, Micky. But we'd better get in, or i'll be in deep shit from Miss Farnborough.” I replied, meaning every word.

He chuckled ad nodded. We walked in and Miss Farnborough looked up from the papers she was reading.