Have you ever thought that maybe one day you could become something or someone would want you because you have something special. None of this has ever crossed my mind in the slightest way but it happend, and this is my story.
My name is Lauren, I have long brown wavey hair, which I get from my mother. She has the longest thick black hair that I have ever seen and she is a fashion designer and wears the most beaitiful clothes. My mother and me live in a small house in Los angeles, we used to live with my father in Barbados but he sadly died 8 years ago. My mother has never told me how he died, I have always wondered but I don't like bringing it up. I remember him being very inspirational and sometimes a bit weird, it was almost like he could read peoples minds. He passed away when I was six and I am now 14 but I still have a vague image of what he looked like. He was tall, had neatly combed hair and and was always smoking a cigar. Which I find remotely disgusting.
I wake up 7.55am. I'm late. 'Hurry up Lauren!' Mum yells at me. I grab my crinkled uniform and leave it on the bathroom floor while I jump into the shower. I take a glance in the mirror, my eyes look tired and my skin looks very washed out. I splatter water on my face and then wrap a towel round me. Mum will moan, the bathroom floor is soaked. Once I have dried off I put my uniform on, my tights all jumbled up and the wrong way round. I tie my hair up into a messy, 'I am late' bun and then spray it quickly with a cheap bottle of hair spray which smells like melted plastic. I rummage around the bathroom cabinet and find mums gucci perfume, I generously spray it onto my sweater and cough at how strong it is. I brush my teeth, grab my bag and rush out of the door, feeling like I am forgetting something. My homework! Oh well, I am too late and not turning back.
I arrive at school at 8.20 and everyone glared at me as I walked into assembly. Bethany and Eve signalled for me to come over and being the amazing friends that they are they moved up so I could sit down. One reason I hate being late is because the teachers give me this mean stare as if I am their prey and they are the predator and their about to eat me alive. The second reason to why I hate being late is because I have a stupid detention after school and the boys in the older years throw scrunched up paper at my head. Not cool.
Once I sat down I heard a big bang coming from the back of my head. Everyone gasped and jumped down. The doors flew open. It was a man in a black suite with shades on so you couldn't even see his eyes. My heart thumped, I had a dream about him once. But who is he? 'Where is lauren?' He furiously asked, even though you couldn't see his eyes you could see the angry lines on his forehead. His face turned to mine and Eve and Bethany clutched onto me for dear life. 'Don't take her' they cried. I felt my self being dragged towards him by a force that I couldn't explain. Everyone looked mesmorized and I watched Miss Sally faint from the side of my eye. The strange man grabbed onto my shoulder and then suddenly I saw a bright light.
