Our Secret and His Secret

Chapter 1

A/N Okay so i find these annoying but i am going to post this one because i think it is important. This is the first story i have written that i am going to post. Feel privileged because i don't like my stuff been read. Reasons for this is because I am crap at English so yes my grammar and punctuation might not be very good as you can probably already tell. So please don't bother telling me because i already know. I have written this because I have had it in my mind for a while and wanted to do something about it. I am not a writer. I would rather read a book than write one any day.  

It is coming up to exam time so i might not update regularly but then after i hope to do.

Contains some strong language and maybe some sexual content. I haven't decided yet. I say things how they are.

By the way. The first chapter isn't very good and is a bit boring but it's just introducing all the characters it gets better I promise.

Last thing. The actually places in this book are real. I have been to some others I haven't so if i do state anything in this book then please don't talk my word for it. I have probably got it wrong. The college isn't real.

Sorry this is so long.

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Some supposedly soothing tune erupted in my ear drums.  However the tune blaring through my speakers at six thirty was anything but soothing. It had woke me up. I instantly hated it.

I moaned, rolling over to shut off the annoying noise coming from my phone stopping it from getting progressively louder. Five minutes later it went off again.

How the hell am I going to get up at this time every day? I’ve done it once and I’m already suffering from sleep deprivation.

I closed my eyes again. Thinking about how unbelievably comfy my mattress was and how nice and snug I was with my duvet wrapped tightly around me. I knew when I stripped my duvet back I would be hit by the cold.

Just as I was about to fall back asleep I heard a knock on the wall above my head. My Mum who was too lazy to get out of bed was making sure I was awake. I was no thanks to her. After a few moments the knocking stopped but it soon started again. Annoyed that she was knocking on my wall and showed no sign of stopping I banged on the wall angrily.

At this point I decided it was time to drag my arse out of bed. Just as I expected I was knocked back by the cold air hitting me like a bitch slapping my face. I wander over to my door and pulled on my dressing gown wrapping it tightly around me.

Still half asleep I wander down the landing like a zombie. Then navigated myself carefully down the stairs, safely reaching the bottom without breaking my neck.

Not any wider awake I go into the cereal cupboard and pour myself a bowl, then leave the kitchen without any milk. Yes I am weird and don’t like milk. Judge me all you like.

The thought of my nice warm comfy bed was still fresh in my mind. The urge to be back in it was too much so I climbed the stairs and jumped back into bed. Happy to feel the warmth again.

 I flicked on my T.V. I had a choice of a repeat episode of One Tree Hill or last night’s Emerdale. I chose Emerdale. Don’t get me wrong I love One Tree Hill but it bores me sometimes especially the old episodes where Payton is in them. For some reason she just annoys me I don’t know why.

After I finished my breakfast I had to talk myself into getting out of bed again. I then began my daily routine. Wash. Make-up. Hair curled today. Then get dressed.