Chapter 2

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*Amanda's POV*
I woke up in my bed, and I could barely keep my eyes open. I wasn't tired, but the bright sunlight was seeping in through my window. I must've forgotten to close the curtains last night. I got out of bed and looked in the mirror. I was a hot mess. I went to the bathroom, and got in the shower. I did my normal routine of washing my hair, body, and face. Then, I stepped out, got a towel, and speedily dried my hair. I put my hair up in a simple, high ponytail. I moved on and remembered I was painting today. So, I scanned my majorly overfilled closet, though organized. There were two dressers and lots of shelves above them. Each surface was packed with clothes. I guess you could say my family is rich, because they are. We won the lottery jackpot 2 years ago. Anyways, there are three large drawers in each dresser. The top drawer on the left dresser has my T-Shirts. In the middle drawer I have my Tanks, Camisoles, and Shirts. In the bottom drawer there are sweaters, hoodies, and jackets. In the right dresser, I stuff some of my jeans. In the middle I have more jeans (yes, two drawers full if jeans👖. I happen to like jeans just a little bit.) In the last drawer I keep my pants. Above I have 10 shelves where I store shorts, dresses, rompers, skirts, swimsuits, and accessories. Yadayadayada. I'm sure you get the point. I'm rich, I love clothes, I have six cases full of shoes galore, I strive to be a fashion designer...... But I'm not one of those snobby rich girls. I'm kind, and I guess I have a lot of friends. My life isn't perfect though. 2 years ago, something happened. It's changed my life forever, and its too terrible to even mention. Anyways, after throwing on a blue hoodie, with a pink AE symbol on it, over top of my white cami and slipping into some old ripped light denim straight jeans, I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, the strong aroma of breakfast filled my nostrils with pleasure, as a smile spread across my face. I walked over to the kitchen table, and the plate in front of me was packed with turkey bacon, eggs with cheese, waffles with syrup, and no pulp orange juice on the side. "Thank you!" I glanced at my mom from across the room. "Your welcome sweetie!", she replied cheerily. I bit into the still warm waffles, which were soon sweetened by the sticky, flavorous syrup. "AMAZINGGG" I almost screamed in awe, as I stared at the well made. My mom was an okay cook, but this....... this was over the top wonderful. She HAD to be extremely happy this morning. After I ate, I told my mom, "alright, well thanks again! I'm going over to the Roddy's now. I'll see you later!" I headed upstairs again and fetched my phone. I put on a blue, zig-zag otterbox case on it, and went downstairs. I grabbed my dark gray vans with lime green laces and vanished through the door.

*Havens POV*
I had just finished putting on blue jean overalls, and my hair in a messy bun. I stepped back to admire my workaholic outfit, grinning deviously. I pulled my phone out and texted my BFF back in Arizona, Faye.

To:Faye the bæ😉
Hey girl! It's beautiful here, but I miss you so much! You have to come down and visit this summer!!

From:Faye the bæ😉
Hey! I miss you to!! I want 2 come so badlyyyyy. Also...GUESS WHAT?!!?!?

To:Faye the bæ😉
WHAT?!?!?!😂

From:Faye the bæ😉
.... Jessie asked me out!!

To:Faye the bæ😉
OMG really!!!???you said yes right????

From:Faye the bæ😉
Of course!

Jessie was the hot, varsity boy at my school in Arizona. Every girl practically bawled over him. Especially, Faye.

To:Faye the bæ😉
woah*0* I gtg but I'll chat latr!

From:Faye the bæ😉
K gurly! baiii💕

Just a moment later, I heard the doorbell ring. I wandered down the steps and I opened the door. Amanda greeted me with a smile. "Hey! Come on in!" She walked in. "Hi, nice to see you again! So what are we gonna conquer first?" She asked eagerly. "I guess we'll design the fan first?" I half questioned her. "Sure," she smiled coolly. Yeah.... I need to paint and design my own fan. I do that with EVERYTHING. We went into my bedroom, and sat on the floor that was now covered with old newspaper. The fan sat in front of us, as we lifted the dry brushes from the ground, dipped them in the paint buckets, and swiped them over the wings.

*Amanda's POV*
We decided to open the light baby blue can of paint. And started making long strides with our brushes down the uncolored , wooden wings. While it dried, we talked about boys, 1D, and annoying things people do. Once it was dry, we made zig-zags, spots, and squiggles of rich violet down the wings ends. She then moved on and took a bright gold color, and painted a big H on her right door, and a giant R on her left door, in a Ғαиcʏ ғσит. She told me I could paint aqua (the same color as her walls) zebra print on the border of her windows. I did so, and when we were done with that, we painted her shutters, her bookcase, even her light switches! When we finished, we stood back, and admired the work we had accomplished. Everything was colored perfectly, color matching, and it looked down right magnificent. We were both thirsty, so we hopped down the staircase and got some lemonade. We took it out on her porch and sat on a beige painted bench. We casually chatted about the work we did that day until she asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly spit up my drink. "Me? A boyfriend? You must be joking!" I exclaimed. "No I was serious." She stated, looking directly at me, dead in the eyes. "No. I finished with boys two years ago," I answered. I heard a patio door close, as a tall figure stepped outside next door, and hopped onto a robin red tractor. "Who's that?" Haven questioned curiously and excitedly. Him. The guy. Him. We had a history alright. A history. A bad one too."That's....."

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Cliffhanger! I know..... What is their history? What do you think
happened to Amanda that almost ruined her life? So, this is the end of chapter 2.
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