My feet tingled as I stood on my white wooden floor boards. I began to stretch my legs and arms when I heard my phone buzz. Obviously, who can not resist checking who or what it is?I grasped the my phone and clicked to open the message.
Isaac- Morning Sweet Cheeks, Happy Birthday!
I realized a smile had been plastered onto my face half way though me reading the text.
I AM 18!!!
Me- Thank you!
I chucked my phone down on my bed and started towards the stairs.
Flip, Flipper in Flipping Hell...
I looked back down at the stairs. My legs started to shake as I took my step down. My mind had forgot everything I had learnt by walking down the stairs. I tried to do it the normal way everyone else does it but I went hurtling down the stairs.
"Leora?" My dad shouted.
"Yeah," I was in a heap at the bottom of the stairs.
"Stairs?" He sounded not surprised.
I got up and yelled back ",Yeah..."
I began to walk again like nothing had happened. My hand grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and started to make my cereal.
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My eyes where fixed on the tv when I heard a gentle knock. My dad had gone out to work so I stayed at home watching Disney movies. I groaned as I got out of my comfy spot, leaving it all nice and warm. My hand pulled open the door and saw Isaac stood on the other side. I suddenly felt very self conscious with myself. My hair was in a messy bun, I had a little bit of make-up on and I was in a bunny onsie. I began to fold my arms across my chest.
In Isaacs hands he was holding a birthday balloon and in the other hand a small box. He was smiling and so was I. He stepped in and we went into the sitting room. We took a seat on the sofa, I was back in my warm spot. Blankets where balled out all over the place.
"Happy Birthday!" He smiled. I always get really nervous when people say this to me, like, what am I supposed to say back? It's always awkward when it's my birthday, if I had to describe it in more detail it would be me being awkward.
"Thanks?" I confudled myself. 'Confudled?' I am so smart I made up a new word! I have been saying this for ages now but I wasn't sure if it was a real word or not. Is it?
He set down the balloon and began to open the small maroon box. I stared at the jewelry. Oh, My, God...
He took out the jewelry, soon to be recognized as a necklace. It had a silver chain and a white jewel in the middle with a nice design around it. I gasped at the gorgeousness of it. He grinned at me.
"Turn around, I'll do it," he said slowly. I obeyed the orders and faced the wall. I smiled widely looking very mental. The cold silver chain touched my collar bone as he wrapped it gently around me neck. I heard the hook being opened and closed. His warm hands accidentally touched the back on my neck making me shiver. I turned back round when he was done.
"A beautiful necklace, for a beautiful girl," he made me blush. I wrapped my arms around his neck. My head buried into his chest as he hugged me back, I whispered ",Thank You Isaac..."
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"So," Isaac said sitting on the sofa next to me, I was still grinning when he gave me the necklace ",Slightly change of plan, my parents have decided to move in 3 days."
My heart instantly stops.
What?!"Trust me Leora, I really do like you... It's just I can't stop from moving," I looks at me, his eyes sparkling.
"But...But it's right before we go to collage... Or 6th form..." I look down, holding my new necklace in my hands gently.
"I know... I just can't."
"What if you get a dorm room in collage or move out?! I will support you!" I try prevent this from happening.
"I don't have enough money."
"Well... Aren't you one of them children who has this child account where you can take money out when you are 16? I am so have to be!" I am nearly in tears.
"I am not sure..." He hugs me again.
Best and worst birthdays of my life...
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Teen FictionLeora Threade, A 17 year old girl with the amount of shyness that was the equivalent to a child who hides under tables at birthdays .Thinking she isn't good enough, she meets a boy. Isaac Hunter, Only a little older than Leora. A normal boy, with a...