That's her with her hair down. (She has an Irish/British accent, even though she lived in america)
Aubree's POV
I got up and showered. After my shower I got out and put lotion on, then got dressed.I did my hair. (A/N- this is the style).
Then I did my makeup. (A/N- this is her makeup).
I put my glasses back on. I grabbed my backpack and phone, then walked downstairs for breakfast. Shit I thought to myself, remembering that I didn't put concealer on my wrists. I ran upstairs and put concealer on. I walked back down again. "Good morning mom." I said, as I threw my backpack on the couch. I walked into the kitchen, and sat down to eat my bacon and eggs. "Morning love." She said. "Have you finished unpacking?" I asked. She shook her head with a grin. "No, and I'm assuming you haven't either." She said. "You assumed correctly.." I said. I laughed a bit. "You can finish after school, now hurry up so u can catch the bus." She said. I nodded, and finished my food. Once I was done, I put my plate in the sink. I grabbed my backpack off the couch, and left to the bus stop. I got there a few minutes early and got on my Instagram page. I was scrolling through for a few minutes, then the bus came and I got on. I ended up sitting next to this boy with piercing blue eyes. He had black, almost Justin Bieber looking hair.
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Battle Scars (N.H Fanfic) (Currently Being Edited)
FanfictionAubree is a teenage girl from America (originally from mullingar ireland but you'll find that out in the book), who self harms. Always bullied, was abused since she was very young by her alcoholic father, who left when she was young. Then she was be...