Fakes, Lies, and Love

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CHAPTER 1

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KAYLA'S POV

"Mum, no! Don't go, Mum! Dad no!" I yelled

"Sweety," my mom's voice tried to soothe me, "I won't leave you. Just promise me you'll follow your dreams and never give up!"

"I will, mum. I will," I promised as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Okay sweetie," mum started. "A-as you m-might h-have figured o-out, I k-know what will h-happen in 6 years t-this day." She tried to keep her eyes focused on me but they keep drifting away.

"W-what is it?"

"He, he i-is v-very talented..." mum's voice trailed off. "I-I love you m-my dear."

Before I could answer her eyelids slowly closed. "Mum! Please, don't leave me!" I yelled, "I'm nothing without you guys!" Then I hear police sirens. I get pulled away by these people that came from the ambulance truck. "I love you too," I whisper. After that, everything goes black.

I woke up nearly drowning in my own sweat. I don't know what it's even about. I don't remember that ever happening to me. My mum didn't leave me like that. Ever since my mum and dad died 4 years ago, I've had that same dream. I always end up calling Carlie or Leeroy about it. They always know what to say.

Once my breathing turned  back to normal, I looked at the clock. Crap! It's 7:15 already. I quickly jumped in the shower with all my regular shower needs. Mmm, strawberry scent. My favorite! After 10 minutes, I jump out and blow dry my hair. It's long and naturally wavy. I decided to straighten it. I like it better that way.

(picture of Kayla to the side)

With only 5 minutes to get dressed, I slipped on my blue sweater shirt, black leggings, and black uggs. I never bother putting make-up on. I like my skin natural. So, I grab my phone and speed walk out the door. 'Shit' I mumble. I hit my "funny bone" in the door frame. I swear, if I do that again, it's coming off. I try to open my car door but it won't.

'Probably because you didn't unlock it,' I thought. Duh.

See, I inherited all of my parents' money when they died so I kinda spoil myself. I suppose you could call them rich, but I don't like the sound of it. 'rich' Nah.

When I pull into the school, I see this boy. Not just any boy, but he looks like he's new. I haven't seen him around here before. I wonder what his name is.... Now that I think of it he's kinda cute.. His hair is straight and combed back. 'Must've took a lot of gel,'' I thought. He has black glasses and the most adorable dimples when he smiles. Oh. My. God. His eyes... Wow, I think I'm in a trance. They're like these green orbs stuck in his head. KAYLA! Stop, he's obviously just this little nerd.

I get pulled from my thoughts as Carlie is pounding on my window. What a dork..

"Open it, Kay! It's hot out here!" she wines, even though it really wasn't. Here's Carlie, always being dramatic.

"Okay, okay. Calm yourself!" I rolled my eyes and unlocked the car. She hopped in leading a wave of heat from outside.

I love Carlie's sense of style. She's wearing a Ditsy Floral Cami Top and black coated high waisted pin up shorts. Classic gold gladiators sit upon the bridge of her nose, protecting her gorgeous brown eyes. She has a silver nose stud in, which goes amazing with her pink, smoky eye makeup. Her feet are resting on black thong sandals. Sitting on her shoulder is a stripe and floral backpack. Stuck in the back pocket of her shorts is her gold iPhone 5s covered in a United Kingdom flag case. Carl's blondish hair is in perfect waves as she dabs her lips with a light peachy, pink nude lipstick. Covering her left wrist is a pink/gold floral stretch bracelet. Along with her right wrist, she's wearing a David Yurman double cable albion bracelet. "I love your outfit, Carls!"

"Thanks girl! So," she began giving me 'that' look, "I saw you staring at Marcel. What's up with that? Do you know him? Do you like him? Don't you go for cute, bad boys?" Carlie looked out the window and watched every one of his movements. I love Carlie and all, but it can get really annoying when she plays 20 questions with me. Hmm... Marcel is his name?

"No, I wasn't staring at him," I lied. "There's a.. a-uh dog over there," God, when I lie or I'm nervous, I stutter. It's horrible! I swear, I'm cursed! "And no," I add, "I don't know him."

"Ugh, Kayla, you need to get your head in the game girl!" Carlie says putting her bag on her shoulder, staring at me.

I roll my eyes playfully. "I'm sorry, am I annoying you?"

"Whatever," she hits my arm with the back of her hand. "I gotta go. My mum wants me to get prepared for the first day."

"Yeah," I agree, "I guess I should to."

"See ya later, Kay!" she calls out, getting out of the car.

"Bye, babe!" I wave off.

HEY GUYS!! So, how was my first chapter? If you like it, I'll continue. I already got 8 chapters done. The 3rd chapter is WAYYY longer than this!! Comment if you want me to keep going!! I'll try my hardest to update regularly! Bye loves xx

Wow... It's now over a year since I published my first chapter.. My writing is so young and unexperienced. Please, if you think my writing is childish in these first few chapters, read on! While taking writing classes and getting more experienced, my writing has come a lot throughout these classes. I'm very confident as to where I'm getting to. Thank you for making me a better writer!

~MakaylamhHoran123

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