The Fey Girl

HEY GUYS! JUST A QUICK AND FAST THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO LOOK AT MY STORY SO FAR AND I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOY IT AND PLEASE PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW I COULD IMPROVE OR YOUR THOUGHTS THANKS! BECCA ^^

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''God damn this damn damned alarm of the damned'' I curse at my phone while sliding my finger across the screen to turn the alarm off. I'm left in silence and I debate whether to close my eyes and go back to sleep or not when suddenly my whirlwind of a sister bursts through the door in a cloud of flower smelling stuff and blond hair. ''Violet if you do not get up right now I will scream so loud in your face!'' She mock threatens me, She may be playing now but if I don't get up I will be forced to listen to her complaining all day about how lazy I am.
"What time is it?'' I croak in my attractive I'm-trying-my-best-to-sound-awake voice.
"About time to get up lazy ass!'' She grins while throwing a pillow at me. Hard.
"Fine whatever'' I say throwing the pillow back onto the floor. My sister, Tanya is a bundle of happiness and goo for a 17 year old but... don't get me wrong, I'm not some depressed fifteen year old, but she can be a bit of a handful when she wants to be. After she skips out of my room humming the wedding march, I get up and open the curtains over my one huge window. Outside it is raining again
"Typical Ireland'' I huff and pretend to fan myself with my hand while closing the curtains with the other hand. I mentally run through my closet and decide to wear my sleek black leggings and a slightly oversized Hollister hoodie. ''Perfect!'' I think to myself before jumping up and down trying to pull on my legging and failing. Bad. ''Violet hurry your cute booty up or we will be late for the dresses!'' my aunt shouts up the stairs at me. I throw on my shirt and jumper on and walk to the bathroom attached to my bedroom slowly, Trying not to trip over all the makeup and clothes around the place. I hit play on my I-pod and Ed Sheeran comes on and I mentally jump up and down ''For once it plays the song I want'' I giggle to myself. I brush my light brown hair until it's silky smooth and clip my bangs out of my face, then Its makeup time.
Is it just me or when you really need your makeup to be the perfect shade and not cakey, It does exactly that? Well that's what it decided to do to me now. I frown and decide to just leave it with mascara, lipgloss and powder. I wander back into my bedroom and pick out a pair of worn blue converse and slid them on, not bothering to tie the laces and just push them into the shoes. I'm about to leave the room when I realise that my I-pod is still playing music and I jog back into the bathroom and turn the music off, Leaving the I-pod at the sink I begin to walk out of the bathroom when I suddenly trip on the shirt I was wearing for bed.
I land on the floor with a loud thump and moan into the ground, Silently cursing at myself and everyone else in the universe. I slowly get back up and stretch, and scrunch my nose when I hear my shoulder make a loud popping noise. Walking out into the hallway I sniff and recognise the smell of pancakes and bacon so I run down the stairs, into the small kitchen to find my sister eating pancakes at a incredible speed and my aunt Serena on the phone grinning and giggling like a small child on Christmas. I sit down beside Tanya just as Serena finishes on the phone and turns to us slowly, Still grinning.
"Guess what girlies? Danny just said that we have a extra £100 to spend on your dresses! Isn't that great?'' She tells us.
Danny is Serena's fiancé and todays we are going out to buy Tanya and I's dresses since we are the only bridesmaids. I have lived with Serena since I could remember, since our parents left me and Tanya and just disappeared leaving us alone. ''Violet! No time for food! Now get in the car both of you before I make you wear a lime green business suit to the wedding!'' Selena scolds. Both Tanya and I jump up before she could say wedding and are running to the car ''Shotgun!'' I yell and I hear Tanya slow behind me. When we are all in the car, Me with shotgun, We start the short trip to the wedding store. The ride is silent but not that awkward silence, Just a nice silence and just before we park outside the store I notice a extremely heart breakingly hot guy around my age stare at me with the brightest green eyes I have ever seen or even dreamed, And he was staring right at me not even looking away. Before I have time to react to this odd guy we are getting out of the car. Great, time to go wedding dress shopping.

Swaying in the dress I was given by the sales lady I stare at myself in the full body mirror in the changing room. ''What the heck'' I say quietly to myself as I move my forehead until it's touching the cold mirror, staring at my eyes. My eyes have gone violet and wide ''Holy crapballs!'' I say a little too loudly.
"Violet if you don't like the dress then we can pick another one!'' My aunt cries out a little too disappointed to match her words
"No aunt ser it's not that! Promise!'' I assure her and the take a huge breath while looking at myself in the mirror. The dress is a beautiful violet gown that's tight at the top and is strapless, but the bottom is made of silky fabric that makes me look like I'm floating while I walk. ''I look like a fairy'' I think to myself before moving the curtain out of the way and stepping out of the changing room. I'm greated by wide eyes and sounds of astonishment coming from the workers and strangers in the store '' V that Is so perfect, You look like a princess we have to get it'' My aunt says, coming out of her stupor. I bearly even hear her because I'm staring out the shop window at the odd boy with the yellow eyes again. He turns and catches me staring and before I can even blush, he walks quickly into the store and comes towards me. I look around, worried about people watching but it seems nobody is so I turn to the boy. ''So pretty... Don't worry violet, we will meet again soon'' He says softly, his voice like he was singing. ''W-What?'' I stammer, a little worried about this odd boy. Before I can say anything at all, he is gone without a trace.