🎶SOME LEGENDS ARE TOLD, SOME TURN TO DUST OR TO GOLD🎶
That's my damn alarm, I reached over to it but fell head first onto the floor in the process of trying to.
What the hell do I live for
I got my lazy ass up and looked in the mirror to see the state I was in. I don't look ugly, in fact I think that I could be quite attractive. If i tried hard enough, which was way to much for my being to handle.
Sorry how rude of me, I didn't even introduce myself.
The name's Fearn, Stēlla Fearn.
I'm a regular emo girl, eye liner and all.
You would expect me to get bullied for the way I am, you know one of those clichés that you expect in a story like this. But people don't really notice me in school, well I'm not exactly the centre of attention now am I. I just pass notes or messages from person to person in class but the things on them are absolutely bizarre.
"Did you see that model on Born for Beauty, wish I was that bloody anorexic"
Intelligence is out of the question. One achieving and open-minded, one as thick as ones make up.
I turned to the clock, 7:30. I remembered that I was supposed to do something at that time but what was it.Her pale blue eyes. Suddenly, after a good 10 minutes of thinking I remembered and dashed to the window. Her golden locks. My heart was racing. Did I make it on time. I stuck my head out the window. Her rosy cheeks. Who cares if I fall out. Her loving smile. It would be better than missing this.
I stared intensely at the opening on the house directly neighbouring mine. Waiting for my beauty, my love, my only reason to live this life of misery and sorrow. Being emo your will to live very limited.
I waited and waited for so long until she finally appeared. There she was, my girlfriend. She is my girlfriend but she just doesn't know it yet.I looked closely at her and noticed something.
SHE WAS ONLY WEARING A TOWEL.
She must have only just came out of the shower, that would explain why I waited so long. She looked out her window and noticed me staring at her. I closed my eyes and looked away expecting her to scream at me or call the police but she didn't say anything. I looked back at her and was shocked to find that she was waving at me. She was smiling as well, that smile was all I needed to make my day.
God, I sound like a love sick jock in a soap opera don't I.
"Step away from the window"
Bellowed a low yet sassy voice in the midst of the landing.
"You can't even see me", I yelled back, still out the window.
"I know you're there"
"Well she doesn't mind"
"You look like a stalker"
A beautiful female like figure stood in the door way wearing a girls uniform.
"Why do you care"
"Because I ain't speaking to no pastor bout the crazy bitch out the window"
I see the point but what about the love. The sparks that fly between us when we meet, the hearts that form in my eyes when i'm lost in hers, the...the...
"Police reports from her parents"
"...."
"...."
"Close enough"
That is no a sister of mine, it's my gay, crossdressing brother. I'm bisexual anyway so I'm okay with it, if I was straight I would except him as well, I guess.
"You got my shit?",he asked making his way to the stairs
"Kitchen"
I snickered as I heard him race down the hallway.
"Druggie"
"IT'S A BLESSING"
Damn he has good ears , he's pretty quick as well, he got downstairs in TWO BLOODY SECONDS.
I took a shower and got dressed. I went downstairs to the kitchen to see what was for breakfast. The smell in the air was amazing.
"What's cooking"
I sat down at the breakfast table. My brother was already there
"Your favourite Stace"
"Butterscotch pie!"
My mum chuckled however my brother gave me an are you high.
My mum is the best cook ever, way better than dad. Well while he was still here, we lost him a few months ago. It's not like I cared anything, he was a shit father anyway. He was everything a father should be; abusive, a drug addict, an alcoholic you name it. But mum, being the caring person that she was, decided to still arrange a funeral with the little money that she had. The really annoying thing is that she used her holiday money. Mum needed a break so we suggested that she should go on holiday while the neighbours look after us. She decided to save up for it just to make us happy. But she used it on my good for nothing father who made her life worse than a nightmare.
"Okay you two go to school now"
We got up from the table and headed toward the door.
"Bye mum"
I took an umbrella with me before heading out. My brother looked at me, then the umbrella, then back at me.
"Umm...."
"Don't ask"
We started walking together and talking about random stuff.
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