“AHHHHHH HAYLEYYYYYY WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP!” I can’t believe Lauren is actually trying to wake me up this early.
“Wake the fuck up you peasant.” Next thing I know, Lauren is standing next to my bed with a pot in one hand and wooden spoon in the other, oh no.
“GETTTT UP! DO YOU REALISE WHAT DAY IT IS TODAY!” she is literally banging the wooden spoon on the pot, creating the worst noise to ever fill my ears.
“Okay I’m up, what time is it?”
“Good. Oh and its 7:30”
“In the morning?”
“Yes Hayley, that is correct you genius.” She has to be kidding me if she thinks I’m waking up at this hour.
What could possibly be so important that she has to come running into my smashing a wooden spoon against a pot, screaming at the very top of her lungs? Shit was it her birthday? Nah it’s not March yet. “What’s so important about today again lozz?” I swear her smile was as bright as snow, and with her cheeky smile spreading from ear to ear I knew that whatever was happening today, there was absolutely no way out of it.
“One Direction will be landing in Sydney today, omfg how existingggggg” making sure to extend the last letter. “Oh and we are going clubbing tonight because we haven’t gone in forever and I need to at least touch a male and a shot before I go insane.”
Lauren and I are like polar opposites to people who don’t know us personally. Lauren is the bubbly, bright, cute, and funny, oh my god she is fucking hilarious, one word and she can have you in stiches, always happy girl who has this amazing vibe that brings everyone around her feeling happy and relaxed. I, on the other hand, am considered more of a dark, hidden girl. I am only portrayed that way because I always seem pissed, I always have a serious face, but mostly because I listen to very “scary” music as Lauren would say, meaning hard rock, heavy metal all that kind of stuff. But living with Lauren is hard to keep it that way, she has this effect on people and she can make them like anything, just like she made me like puppies, pop music, food, yeah a lot of food, and the biggest influence she had on me was her ability to make me change my mind about anything. At first I was not a fan of One Direction at all, I thought they were a bunch of pussies with the voices of a scared 10 year old girl. But now, ohh no. I see those boys in a different light, Lauren not only taught me to listen to the lyrics not only the voices, but she taught me to appreciate the music and the lovely things they do for others. Oh my God, did I just say lovely? Oh wow she is powerful.
*****
“Hurry up Lauren I need to brush my teeth before we go.” Lord she takes forever in the shower.
“Just one minute.” Sure enough, a minute later she walks out of the room with her long brown curls hanging over her shoulders, she is wearing her favourite snapback hat with the floral pattern backwards, she wears her favourite black and white stripped dress with black leather sleeves which stops half way on her thighs, her plain black converse’s. She dresses really beautifully, but I could never pull off the look she has, I don’t have the figure to be able to wear clothes that revealing. The only good thing I like about my body is my boobs. They are quite big which I like because Lauren get attention from her big bum and tiny waist, I get attention for my big boobs.
As soon as I walk out of the bathroom Lauren looks at me with her ‘you’re not seriously wearing that’ eyes.
“Yes Lauren, this is what I’m wearing. I like it thank you very much.” And it’s true, I love this outfit I have on my plain black ripped jeans, my black pumps, black shirt with the rolling stones printed on it.
