Time

Chapter 1~Iris

AN
Ok so my singular account is called Princess Quiski. There are 4 other girls who have different writing types to me so please understand that. These are the people that will be writing this with me. I will update every Tuesday and Sunday. The others will tell you when they update. Note to others. When you write your ANs please edit mine and put your usernames in!
Back to the others my username is PrincessQuiski
On to the story! Btw I just wrote an AN with 90 words ;-;

I ambled towards my garden shed with a yawn. It was the early hours of the morning and I had finished school a year ago along with my five best friends. A smile consumed my face. I had always thought the world was a happy place. The sun almost constantly seemed brighter in my world. As I slipped into my garden shed an unhappy thought clouded my mind. I furrowed my brow and frowned as the image portrayed in my head was indistinguishable. I shook my head ridding myself of the feeling but couldn't grasp how somehow I felt someone was watching. Watching me. Watching every step I took. Momentarily, I urged to go and find out if someone was watching me, and if they were, why, but my common sense grabbed hold of me and shook me by the shoulders. Usually my head was up in the clouds but I felt unsafe so I danced back towards my house, feet at light as a feather.

My dad had always been able to pick out petty details. As soon as I could walk he knew I was fast, nimble and agile. He threw me into many sports but they didn't take my fancy. I soon realised that I preferred to sway to music. Become part of the dance and feel emotion pouring thorough the music and into my skull. Dance made me thrive and I loved it. However, my five best friends (When the others name their characters I will change best friends to their characters names. So disorganised *sigh) disliked dance. They thought of better, more efficient and fun ways to spend their time.
Time.
Time was a very important aspect on my life. My mum ran out of time. My family ran out of time. I was going to use it wisely. Because after all, timing is all it takes to become the most guilty suspect, or the most innocent.

Ok yes I know it's super short but I'm tired. I will update this chapter a bit more tomorrow even though tomorrow is Wednesday. I'll talk to the girls for y'all so you can see their story. We will also have different stories using the same plot so I hope you do like it. I don't know about the other girls but I will be doing shout outs for whoever I think has gave me some really good constructive criticism or have been through from the beginning to the end. The chapter will resume after this AN. Any suggestions comment below and I will be writing a dream journel because I've been having some creepy dreams and I don't know what to think. Ok goodbye now! I think @EleanorDall is updating tomorrow..? Not sure. Find out because they will put it in their AN. Ok goodbye now. I need to stop talking.   .3.

I slumped onto the Sofa in the living room. I was turning sixteen in a few months and was sick of the fuss . I had long red hair. Red as blood some would say. It was actualy blonde but I dyed it red so people would stop thinking I was a child. I have large doe eyes that are brown and I am the youngest of all of my friends. (Love free. please insert your characters name here! SORT YOURSELVES OUT EVERYONE! I HAD A STORY BOARD READY LAST WEEK.     . 3.) was like an older sister to me. She was the second oldest of the group. The oldest was Jackie, who aspired to be a detective. She had told me about many of her cases but I zone out, dreaming of the pumpkin spice latte I could get from Starbucks. (Love frees character) had always looked out for me. Last year, I had a worrying suspicion she was having an affair with my dad but that was clearly fixed when she explained she was helping him plan out last year's birthday. I really don't like parties. I think they're a waste of time.
Time.
There it goes again. Our present is the past and they're precious seconds that could be used to save lives. I hated how my head was so up in the clouds. Most people were down to earth and wasting time but I was trying to save time yet failing miserably as I dream of all the pumpkin spice lattes I can get. I need to have a break of caffeine, or at least switch to black coffee. Everybody nags me about how tea is better when actualy tea has more caffeine than coffee. I trudge upstairs as the night wears on. I wake up at exactly 11:59 and hear tapping at my window.

Told y'all I'd finish the chapter. I know it's crap don't diss me. Also when I typed in crap emoji production tried to change it to an apple emoji. I'm never eating an apple again. They make you look like a**holes anyway    . 3. Excuse my French. Bai bai!

~Princess Quiski