Find me. // girlxgirl

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It's been a month, another month until she moves.

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The teacher babbles on about a book I already read that we're supposed to read next year, I don't listen and doodle in my notebook that I don't have schoolwork in.

I write a lyric/song title that I love, from the lion king and draw the one thing I've perfected drawing. I love the lion king, it's so beautiful and no other movie compares.

(The drawing)

This is the first time I've done the drawing with a pencil and without any colouring pencils so I'm glad it turned out cute.

I don't sign my name because it's not something I'll end up keeping, or if I do keep it, it's not very important so I just close my book and wait for class to end. It must be soon considering I just drew a baby lion and I can't do that in five minutes, I haven't perfected it that much, just enough to be able to draw it well.

Soon enough, the bell rings. I get my stuff and head out of the classroom, that was not a very useful or informative class. I go to my locker and out my books back that I don't need to take home and then close and lock it.

"Hey loser, I saw you drawin' the lion king. What are you, Twelve?" Jack and his friends laugh at me while I ignore them and walk away, trying to get out of the school as fast as possible.

Jack is always rude to me. I don't have to be a kid to enjoy an animated movie, it's my preference and he doesn't have to accept that but he also doesn't have to pick on me because of it.

I walk a block down the street before I get to the parking lot I parked my MoPad in. Nobody at school knows I drive a scooter/motorcycle and I hope it stays that way.

I hop onto my bike and put my helmet on and soon I'm driving off to my house.

I got my scooter four months ago, my parents knew I wanted one since I was fourteen and I got my licence a month previous so they bought me a brand new MoPad. They had been saving up to get me one without me knowing.

I had saved up for my licence and restarted saving for the bike but they knew that would take a long time. They knew I could get to school faster and easier if I had the scooter so they saved up while I was saving up for my licence, it was a huge surprise but I'm very grateful.

I get home in five minutes and it takes a couple more minutes to open the garage and park my bike in there.

I'm greeted by the smell of chocolate when I enter the house. I drop my bag by the door and slip my sweater off that is damp from the groggy weather outside. I slip off my black ankle boots and go into the kitchen which is down the hall a little bit.

"Oh hey sweets!" My mom greets when she sees me standing in the doorway watching how she decorates the cupcakes with the icing.

"Hi momma. Aren't you supposed to be at work? I mean, I'm definitely not complainin' but, why are you home so early?" I ask her as I sit on a stool on the opposite side of the kitchen island as her. She's standing on the other side while decorating cupcakes with different colour icings.

"They let me off early because I got all my work done for the day and they told me they could handle the rest of my shift." She smiles at me.

My mom is so pretty. Guys hit on her a lot, they use to more often a few years ago, but she tells them she's married and walks away. She helps me with my confidence a lot.

She always tells me I'm beautiful and that I always have been. She tells me how I don't have to be good at everything to be amazing and an awesome person. I always believe my mom.

"People were making fun of me today. It was because I drew a lion and wrote a lyric from a song from the lion king. They said I must be twelve.." I tell her, she doesn't stop frosting the cupcakes as she speaks;

"Well, they won't be the reason you stop. You can keep drawing and writing whatever you want. You can watch and listen to whatever you want and they're not going to stop you, okay? Don't let them get to you, they're just jealous because they're lost and they don't have a passion and they're not as beautiful or amazing as you." She smiles down at the cupcake she finished and I blush.

"Thank you momma." I reply softly. She always brings my mood up and helps me with everything, she bought me a scooter for no reason! She's the best mom I could ever wish for.

"I'm glad you got off work early, you work too much." She laughs when I say that so I laugh with her.

"I know sweets, but that's what keeps us in this happy home." She smiles.

"Have you heard the song happy home by Lukas Graham?" I ask her, she laughs quietly.

"Yes I have, you listen to it a lot. Tell me what it's about or what you like about it." She always gives me chances to ramble and I love that she listens.

"Well he sure gets a lot covered in one song. He talks about his father in this song the most I think? I'm not that sure because I haven't payed close attention to all of his songs. I just love everything about it, his voice, the lyrics and the rhythm. It's all pretty." I can fangirl with my mom at any time, she always listens and she never thinks it's weird.

"I think it's very pretty too." We smile at each other before she starts working on another cupcake. I know she hasn't played very close attention to the song and the lyrics like I did, but she understands and tries to love it as much as me.

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I'm literally creating the perfect mother with the less perfect daughter. I'm making Laura and her soulmate kinda like me, in some ways more than others. I just love this story and working on it is so fun.

I go to camp in about a week and I'm excited but nervous bc I won't have my music or wattpad. I'm trying to complete my stories as fast as possible before I go to camp and I'm typing rlly fast rn so sorry for any mistakes :)

(I kept misspelling song and it autocorrects to dog)

I love how Laura's mom calls her 'sweets' and Laura calls her 'momma' 💕 it's so cute.