I Love You.

Hi, I'm Aria. I'm from Mexico. I am 15 years old, actually I just turned 15 yesterday! Hip hip hooray for me! Right now I live in Norway. It's quite fun up here, but quite boring. Im one of those girls that are quiet and can't make friends but since I moved to Norway there has been less bullying and more "being nice" if you feel my drift? Let's start with my story eh?

-8:15am-

*alarm rings* "argh! stupid alarm clock! i was dreaming of something alarm clock, why'd you have to ruin the best dream of my life for?!" I closed my eyes for a few seconds when.. "Darling, breakfast is ready! quickly come downstairs then you can have a nice hot, warm shower! Quickly darling." My mom yelled out. I lazily took the bedsheets off my cold body and walked like a homo downstairs. I smelt what smelt like pancakes before reaching the last step. What a long step! I walked to the chair to eat my breakfast. I got my fork and digged in. Mmmm, yummy syrup. That sweet, sugary, brown syrup in my mouth with the yummy pancakes. Mmm, made me dribble even though I was eating it. "Mum, this is delicious. How did you make this? Can you teach me? Where did you get the syrup? What did you u--" mum cut me off. " Enough with the questions darling, haha." "Okay mother." I replied. "How about you have your shower eh?" Mum said. I agreed. I went for a shower, I put on this bubblegum smelling body wash, goodness me. Smelt like I was in heaven." About 15 mins afterwards i turned off the water and dried myself with a towel and got changed into clothes, we don't have uniform at our school. We are lucky aren't we.. I dressed myself in a long singlet with writing which said "shut up! slut." and i wore chino pants, yeah boys wear these but girls can too right? and i put on my converse, a beanie and my warm knitted sweater. I went back down stairs to m moms make-up room and applied some sparkly red lipgloss and did my mascara and straightened my hair and off I went to school.

-9am-

I walk past the gates and see this really cute guy. Black hair that looks like Zayn Malik's hair, a body like Zayn Malik's, and yeah.. he was a replica of Zayn Malik. MARRY ME <3 he had really perfect skin, i had really perfect skin too. We both didn't have pimples, milia, etc. he had red lips and he was blushing while he went past me. I looked behind me. No-one. Hm.. why would he blush at me? there is probably someone behind me or maybe he was blushing because of me? no that can't be.. i'm not his type, well I may be but.. oh, i don't know. I walked to class and he was there. He just stared at me. "Aria, can you make friends with the new boy, just show him around and stuff i'll give you a free period to show him his classes and where the cafeteria is, and other things. Can you do that for me?" Miss. Ronika said. "Sure" i replied. I walked to him and sat next to him. "Hi! I'm Aria, what's your name?" I asked. "I'm Jakob." He replied. We started a conversation;

"What do you like to do? What sports do you like?"

"I like to do many things, i love football, soccer, tennis, and i like cross country."

"Oh cool, so I'll be showing you around and showing you your classes if you're alright with that?"

"Yeah, no i'm fine about that Aria!"

-9:15-

*school bell rings*

"Come Jakob!"

"Okay, so what do you have first?"

He took out his timetable and stared at it for a peaceful 10 seconds.

"English in uh.. Y31"

I showed him to his class and stayed with him for the whole day so he wouldn't be lonely.

We both did work and when he needed help he'd ask me.

-12:00-

At interval and lunch time we hanged out together.