Lizzie's POV
I pull into the driveway, dead tired. All of the windows are dark except my brother's room. He always leaves his light on to make it seem like someone is home. I unlock the door, kick off my trainers, and trudge up the stairs. I still need to stretch, my muslces and joints are screaming at me. Every step hurts, but I'm used to it. 10 years of during different sports makes you feel that way.
I toss my backpack on my bed, grab my speaker and walk to the bathroom. With the speaker plugged in and the scalding water cascading from the shower, I step inside. The water immedately burns my skin then sooothes my aching muscles. The City by the 1975 echoes throughout the bathroom.
" And don't call it a spade if it isn't a spade. And go lie on the floor if you want. The first bit of advice that you gave me that I liked was that they're too strong, too strong. Get in the shower if it goes wrong."
I wash and then stand there the clear my thoughts as the water runs down my back. I replay the events that happened to today. Niall was alwasy there when something happened. 'Is he watching me? No. He wouldn't do that would he? Does he like me or something? Okay Lizzie lets not get crazy.' My thoughts are interrupted by the front door opening. I get out of the shower and pad over to my room. I throw on some black joggers and a purple tank. I brush my hair very quickly and wallk down the stairs to see my mum.
My mum is like Superwoman, Besides being the financial manager for TopSHop, her main job is making sure me and my older brother, Anthony, are taken care of. She loves us to pieces and would search the whole world looking for us if we went missing. She has worked her tail off everyday, especailly after her and my dad got divorced . I dont even know why they seperated, they seemed so in love. Its been 8 years. I see my dad every now and then. i dont really talk to him much. And Im completely fine with that.
"Hi mum! How was your day?" I say as I hug her tightly.
"Hi sweetheart. it was busy as usual. Massive sale coming up." She sighs and sits down at the island counter. I start a kettle for tea, "Want a cup?" I ask. SHe nods and starts reading her emails off her laptop.
As the water boils, I make a couple Nutella an peanut butter sandwiches. THe kettle whistles and my mum takes a few sneaky bites when Im at the stove. Mug, water, tea, 1 sugar and a splash of milk. Repeat. I walk over back t island and hand a mug to my mum. I grab my snadwiches and go upstairs to start my assignments.
Physics, English, Spanish and Trig. This should be fun. I lose track of time as i finish the last of the workbook problems for Spanish. I check the clock. 11:36 pm. I'll finish Trig tomorrow during lunch. I got to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take out my contacts. I get back to my room, just as my phone is ringing. I sigh and answer it.
"Hello?" i ask annoyed. Why on Earth is someone calling me now?
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Hola! I guess this was just a slight look in on Lizzie's life. I wonder who is calling her? Hmmm Mystery.
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