Chapter 1

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Aria Summers.

Yup thats me.

I am about 5'11. I have 3 pairs of the exact same converse. A million pairs of jeans. Heaps of track suit pants. A tons of tank top with quirky remarks, band t-shirts. I dont wear much make up just mascara and the occasional foundation if im having a bad skin day. I am not a twig like all girls are these days. My thighs do touch, but i am working on that. I dont have fat thighs just not skinny thighs. Thanks to my sport i have really good calf muscles. I have a nose ring thanks to my rebellious phase about 2 years ago. My stomach isnt flat its shaped but not a gut. And one of my only talents is i can make a complete fool of myself and make ugly as faces. I am the shy girl but once you get to know me you would think i am high 24/7. But you see only a select free know the real me. And even then they dont know the full me.

But when you think of boring and quiet you immediently think, virgin mary, never been kissed blah blah blah!

Well not quite true.

I am a virgin yes. But i have a boyfriend and his name is Mason.

Mason is adorable! But i honestly see him only as a temporary. I dont see staying with him forever. But my parents have a different theory. My parents put us together and i can stand being with him. He is an unreal boyfriend. Smart, attractive and sporty.

Yeah perfect right... well he is. Just not my kind of perfect. We are 2 completely different people.

He is into soccer where as i am more into football. But i would never admit that because thats too outgoing and i like staying in the shadows where nobody cares about me.

He likes boring pop music, or as i like to say lamest top 50. I like pure rock and roll eg. ACDC, Metallica, rolling stones, Led Zeppelin etc. But some of the artists these days are good, some being the key word.

He likes things neat and tidy and perfect no a speck. I am fine with a little mess but not a complete pigsty. Like i am fine with a few clothes on the floor, wearing a t-shirt 2 days in a row. (as long as it doesnt stink).

He doesnt swear. Swearing is a sin to Mason. Like if i even let some nearly slip he looks at me like i have just committed a murder. Where as the 'real me' has a truck drivers mouth. Like if i am by myself i let the F word slip every 3 seconds. But in front on Mason the furtherest i will say is jesus or bitch.

He likes to play mother freaking crockè. Apparently its relaxing. relaxing my ass! In my spare time i would like to chill on my phone, watch a movie, play video games, shop, play an ACTUAL sport or read a good romance novel in my bed.

Going to a public gym is apparently suicidal. Its filled with germs apparently and so many other people have used the same equipment. Me, if it was up to me i would be in the gym all the time. I am truly a gym junkie but that habit was slaughtered when i was claimed as Mason's.

Mason is dress shirts and clean jeans or slacks and dress shoes and maybe some tidy, white sneakers. Me i like ripped jeans, old vans or converse with a t-shirt or even a sports bra and boxers.

Mason is no sex before marriage,strictly. Me i wouldnt care, i am definitely not ready for that right now but i wouldnt care if it was before marriage.

Mason's hair is cut to perfect. Mine goes to about the bottom of my rib cage, a messy fringe, and most probably split ends. Messy blonde hair, beach hair, the typical i guess.

'Public beach' hahaah! Funny joke when it comes to Mason. In his words its 'why go to a big thing of whatever with who knows what germs in there. When you could swim in your own pool that is cleaned frquently'. The beach is my calling. I have to actually sneak away to go to the beach!

If i even try to 'make a move' onto Mason. He'll kiss me but if it goes to even touching his shoulder he pulls away and looks at me like i have grown another head.

"Aria. What are you doing?!" i couldnt even count the amount of times i've heard that one. I would be a millionaire!

So if you have a few brain cells you can tell that mason and i are polar opposites.

Opposites attract right? No. They really dont. Well not in this case, we are TOO different.

I would break up with him but you see in my mothers words its

'Mason is a nice boy, driven, good future, money, he's a gentlemen and he is handsome. Get over your stubborn attitude and do what is right, what any person with a brain would do. Stay with the boy, if you dont your father and i will be very disappointed'

And lets just say i have no common sense and i am shy and i hate conflict. I crumble. I let them win every time. Whats the Titanic quotes-

'I feel as if i am standing in the middle of a crowded room, screaming at the top of my lungs, and no one as much as looks up'

- yeah thats sums up my life pretty well. But i am not going to try jump off the back of a boat anytime soon and await for my very own Jack Dawson to save me ! hun this is real life! i am alone in the world.

So if that is enough of a whinge. I hope i have put you on my side? I have persuaded you to have a fighting chance for me? To win the battle that is the world vs me, Not to be on Mason's side... everyone seems to side with Mason even my mother and father, Family and even Tessa.

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