I really hope who ever reads this likes it and has as much fun reading it as i did writing it enjoy and tell your friends.
okay so I haven't gotten to the romance part yet but it is come soon oh yeah and please excuse my grammar and spelling and watt not sorry I am vair tired oh yeah I would have copied my writing in to this bow but I don't have word yet sorry :(
Sorry about the spelling I just get really into what I am writing and forget to double check my spelling. Sorry :)
Aphrodite is pronounced Af-ra-die-t
And if the beginning drags on a bit don't worry the rest will be really good
Really sorry about all the spelling and grammar
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Chapter One.
"Hey" I yelled to mum in the kitchen, who no doubt would be going about her usual routine. I get home from school and she greets me with snacks and drinks and a...
"How was your day Hun?"
"Today sucked, I got so much homework and I don't even get it," this is kind of typical for me, "and I found out that Ryan you know that guy I told you about who flirted with me at that party last week who I thought he might ask me out"
"Yeah I can remember, you going on about his deep blue eyes for"
"Shut up," I said in-between giggles "you're so mean. So anyway, I was so annoyed when I found out that he asked out Jarrod Jones"
I said it all with a smile on my face so I don't think mum thought I was to upset "so anyway, who knew he was gay I just thought he was into fashion".
Mum stared at me like I was an idiot, then burst out laughing, in between laughs she managed to get the words out" I guess he wasn't flirting then"
With that I picked up my snacks witch mum had so graciously prepared for me and stalked up stairs with a sarcastic look of anger on my face.
Mum and I have a really good friendship; I tell her pretty much everything. I don't think I have ever lied to her. Although, I can remember one time. I was about seven years old. I was in her and dads bedroom fiddling with her makeup. Well I broke the lipstick in half; I guess I sort of panicked. I hid the Brocken lipstick in the freezer; don't ask me why I choose the freezer as a good hiding place.
I stood in the kitchen hoping she wouldn't go to the freezer, the guilt was tearing me apart I burst into tears and blurted out the whole story she was a little annoyed but then she just laughed. I haven't seen my dad in almost 6 year he walked out, I could never figure out why, every time I saw them together they looked happy as Larry. I guess it was just a show to make me feel better. I received a letter from my dad a few weeks ago, I haven't told mum and I haven't replied either. I am still wondering how to reply to the letter or if I even should.
"Dinner's ready Em" mum yelled from down stairs, "Hurry up it's getting cold".
Let's see what mum has cooked up for tonight mum likes to experiment with her cooking she is a little eccentric. Today's looked surpassingly appetizing but I still couldn't tell exactly what was.
"Mum what is it?" It looked good but unrecognizable. "Smells great but seriously what is it?"
"If I told you, you wouldn't eat it"
"Oh great I could be eating rat poison" I say this but I don't really believe it.
"Just eat it"
