As an only child it's pretty normal to constanly imagine having a sibling just running around smashing things, drawring on walls and driving you insane, well atleast i think it is anyway. Having my mum going on and on about how I was when I was a toddler makes me want a little sister even more! Being able to dress her up in the most adorable outfits, little tu-tu's and tank tops and headbands, then eventually teaching her the art of makeup and i would be her inspiration, someone she would look up to instead of mum.
Mums really more of the 'wanna be a posh git' type really, forever watching those tv programs where they redo up some American homes. It does my heading though, when thats constantly the only thing on telly, like why not switch to the news to see whats really going in with the world for a change?
What? Why have i just said that really ??
However my mum does have a pretty good job, shes a model and gets to travel alot, but shes not just any model shes a victoria secrets model !!! And im so jelous of her figure shes just georgeous. Not only that but she has beautiful blonde hair that cascades over her shoulders, big blue eyes and an alluring smile. Shame she takes her incredable looks for granted though, sometimes i feel like shes not mum shes just some slag that opens her legs at every chance she gets.
I just have to get out of the house if possible, go for a walk, put my earphones in and imagine im in my own little world where its just me, a really cute boy and a little sister. Perfect.
I manage to get sorted for school just in time aswell as i see my best friend Charlie trotting down the drive. I say trotting coz she doesn't really do a normal walk she sort of bounces in it like a horse. Charlie always does this thing aswell where she knocks 3 times before you are aloud to open the door, if you open it too soon she'll walk back up the street and start all over again. So I stand there and wait. One knock, two knocks, three knocks, opens the door.
"Hey!" She shouts knowing by the look on my face im not in a good mood, she whispers.
"sorry," see thats why I love charlie shes an individual like she stands out and knows me pretty well if somethings not right just by the way I look at her.
During lunch I go over to sit with Courtney, Jamie, Louise and of course Charlie. They all say 'thank god its almost christmas break!' As I slump into a stool to eat my lunch. Wow thanks mum I have half a sandwich ( shes probobly ate the other half ), packet of salt and vinegar crisps and a warm water bottle. Nothing interesting really happens at lunch we just sit there and talk about everyone, kinda like 'mean girls'.
Just as im about to walk in to my house after a long boring hardworking day, I see Finley creeping up on me from my left side, I turn sharply as he jumps in shock.
"Ha! I got you that time," I say
"Ye, but I was so close to getting you!" He laughs back,"can I come over?"
"Ye why not?" We storm to the house expecting my mum to be there with Alfie (her new boyfriend shes been seing for about 3 months) hes really not even nice I swear he hates me, he glares at me, makes me feel uncomfortable in my own home. Despite all that hes good to my mum so as long as she is happy I dont care what he thinks of me.
"Where's you mum?" Finley asks quite excitedly. For some reason Finley feels awkward when my mums here but I dont get it as my mum loves Finley, who wouldn't!
"I dont know she should be here cooking me frozen pizza!" I yell.
Before I knew it was late me and Finley were both snuggled up on the sofas with some blankets, mum still wasnt home and I was getting worried now. What if something was wrong? I mean im sure shes just at Alfies house eating kebabs and ice cream. Finley looks at me and smiles, he does this alot and it makes me feel all speacial but i know for sure it means nothing.
"Oh shit!" I say realising its friday and im supposed to be at my dads today.
"What! Whats up love?" He asked really worriedly.
"I was supposed to be at my dads tonight but it dont matter I guess ill ring him in the morning,"
My dads quite an understanding person hes always been there for me when mum wasnt, I do really love him and sometimes I wish I could go and live with him but mum wouldnt ever let me she loves me too much!
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Life writen on paper
Teen FictionDarci's life is all planned out in a special note pad under her mums bed but when she finds it, it leaves her wondering why it is here? and who has writen it?
