** This is sorta "inspired" by my life, but its really different (My life is too depressing for wattpad *sniffle* JUST KIDDING!!!!!!! :D)
**Pic in side bar ==>> Is Stella but minus a few years (to make her the same age as the guy in pic in next chappie <3) XD Enjoy!
In a week, both my parents died, and now I have to marry him?! Oh hell yes!!!
Chapter ONE-
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I had officially transitioned to goth. AND I liked it. I looked at the girl in the mirror, and saw that even though she was wearing black and grey clothes, her hair was still blonde. She was naturally blonde when she was younger, and she hated it. And as soon as she liked it, it became a mousy brown, a boring, BORING colour for hair. And now she wants these blonde highlights out of her hair. Her mum was going to get her hair darker underneath, like... a CHOCOLATE colour. But, the top layers of her short, side parted hair was going to be an extremely light blonde. She sighed and I walked away to think about the recent events.
1. The new kid, who was named Tim, and also an o.k. friend of hers, AND she sorta had a crush on (not a huge one btw), got a girlfriend.
2. He got her addicted to facebook, and she now she glares at the computer screen when he is offline, and when she cannot chat to him, he humors her with his lousy spelling and his idiocy.
3. The guy she used to REALLY like, moved to Port Maquarie and on his last day, he asked her out. Too bad she was too easily stunned and too shy back then...
4. That same guy ignored her on facebook.
5. She got 10 assignments in 1 week.
6. Her Ipod touch died. In other words, her best friend through it all, died after just 4 months. And she saw it happen, right in the middle of her favorite Wattpad story. She was crying almost the whole afternoon (because she couldn't read the rest of the story, and because she would have to get a new Ipod... at least it was still under warranty).
7. She got over the second guy after he ignored her (Jason) and the next day, a hot guy she didn't even know went to her school said "Hi" well, at least she heard a "Stella" and she turned her head to see Phoebe and she said "Will said Hi" she saw Will two seats away from Phoebe, looking at her expectantly. "Hi..." she said hesitantly and, rather awkwardly...
8. She was torn between Tim, Will and Jason.
9. Tommorrow was easter.
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I walked downstairs wondering why I rejected all of those guys last year. Now, I am boyfriend-less. I always have.
At least Jason didn't move interstate.. Ever since he moved, (I knew nothing of geography, even in my own country) I thought Port Maquarie was in Queensland. Laugh if you must. He moved because his dad was transferred or promoted or whatever, and they had to move away... to Port Maquarie...
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I saw mum walk into the kitchen and she grabbed her favorite drink from the fridge. Coke zero. She caught my eyeliner-drenched eye, but said nothing about my change of fashion sense. I might as well be wearing a short yellow sundress and hot pink peep toe heels. I walked across the glossy black tiles to the stainless steel fridge and struggled against the door. We need a new seal for the fridge, we really do. It opened and I fell back and I just missed mum. I bashed into the charcoal-coloured marble bench and giggling erupted from the stairs. I turned whilst rubbing my back, soothing the pain as my gaze met my little sisters. She began laughing harder and then her face went funny.
"Why are you wearing makeup?" she asked in her annoying sugar sweet voice. I scoffed. "I ALWAYS wear makeup Christie." I said as she sighed. "Yeah but still..." Her face grew weirder as she pointed to my eyeliner. I didn't make it look THAT bad, but I did put little black flicks on the outside of my eyes...
I turned back around and half-lunged for the fridge as it was closing. I caught it just in time and I opened it wider so I could pick up the 1.25 litre pepsi max bottle from the bottom shelf. I closed the door and I walked down the long, skinny kitchen to the glass cabinet above the water filter. I grabbed a large glass and I filled it with pepsi max as I looked up at mum. I put the pepsi max down and really looked at her. She was wearing all black too.
"Who died?" I whispered. "I thought you knew..." she croaked. I shook my head. "Wheres dad?" i asked, genuinely curious, until she burst out in tears. I started to tear up when I realised, his buisness trip should have ended two days ago.
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