chapter three

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~~~~~~~3 days later~~~~~

zoee's pov:

i found myself lying on my bed just thinking, but it got my think that i have never really 'found myself' i dont really know what im doing in life and that i know hardly anything about myself, pshh i bet you my twitter followers know me better then i know myself (bahaha see what i did there)

so i start, i start to learn more about myself. i stop and atually think what are the things that make me, me.first of all i started with the easy stuff. my name is zoella rose edwards but nobody ever calls me zoella apart when im in trobble with my mother. i have a big sister, her name is ruby shes 2 year older then me and a total barbie doll. she was allways the popular girl at school and would never tell anyone that i was here sister, she goes to uni now so i never get to see which i guess is best for both of us. i also have a younger brother, his name is ricky and hes 15, hes a total tool boy. he smokes, he has thousand of follow most of which who are 13year old girls telling him he is sexy on every fuckn selffie he posts, and of course he skates.... every girls dream... yuk. i hardly ever get to see my dad, he works on the cost of brazil on some oil rig which is where he as worked all my life. i see him over the christmas hoildays but thats it. last of all my mother.... she stays at home doing all the typical sterotyped mother things ,cleaning,cooking,washing which she always complains about but she wouldnt have this problam if she just got a real fuckn job!! we hardly ever get along....

now me; i have dark hair with blue and pink strekes through it. im tall but kinda chubby... lets just say im evenly rounded. my favorite clothing are my adam lambert trespassing shirt and my pitch black doc martins .i play cricket but im not very good at it. i can hardly swing the bat yet alone hit a ball flying a million milies a hour at you. i have four things i cant live without; my mac book, my phone, my headphones and of course my collection of adam lambert merchandise.

i have one friend, his name is joey, joey and i are the only glamberts at our school... i think. hes pretty much a guy version of me. most people think we are dating but they dont know that joeys gay. hes a really good friend and he knows exactly what to say all the time. but hes in aussralia right now looking after his sick grandfather. im not very academic nor am i athletic i manage to pass all my exams but i am never going to be top of the class. music is a big part of my life. i can sing and play the eletric guitar and i look up to female musicains like hayley williams and pink.

but the one thing that i know for sure about myself is that my life depends on the exsistance of one incredable man. he has saved my life countless times and thats no joke. on time about 6 months ago i was getting cyber bullied but a bunch of girls from my school on an online chat. they would say things to me like ' just go die' 'nobody even cares about you anyways' 'and when my phone lite up showing me that another hateful measge from those bitches i deside that they are right maybe i should just die. i unlocked my phone to reply telling them that they won but the his bueatiful face was there one my home screen giving me a cheeky smile with his bright amazing eyes stearing right back at me. thats what changed my mind. i deleted the app with out cheeking the measage and feel asleep listening the the amazing sound of my glam rock king ; adam lambert. he is the spark in my life and i love him more then anything else... sooo thats basicly me in a nut shell.

hope everyone liked this chapter i just wanted to give you more of an outline of zoee and her life :) please comment and vote to show me if you like it or not :D

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-caitlin :D

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