Well I should probably tell you all some things about myself. You already know my name is Alexa, but you don't know that my middle name is Marie, right? Well now you do.
My favorite color is purple and I'm obsessed with the TV show, The Walking Dead. I don't do sports, but I guess you could call me academically gifted. I have long caramel colored hair that is naturally thin and straight and ocean-blue eyes. Oh, and for my height? I'm 5'4.
You know that I live on Linland Ct. in St. Louis, Missouri. My house is a modernized victorian two-story. I live with my parents and two siblings. My room is the biggest (since I am the oldest) and the cleanest. It is because I'm the most organized person in my family.
Now you know at least a couple new things about me. Hopefully you have an image of myself in your mind. And if you don't? No need to worry, you'll learn more about me throughout the story. And anyways, I'm basically just an average fourteen year old girl, really.
Okay, I'll get back to the story now. It's the day I get back home from my first day of high school, just where I left off on the last chapter.
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Tomorrow I had nothing going on after school so I could totally hang out with him. I texted Liam back in a heartbeat. So this definitely confirmed he didn't have a girlfriend. Right? He was asking me out. Thank God. And he was way too sweet to be a player... right?
I ran over to my closet and flung open the door. I basically ransacked it, sending a variety of clothes flying everywhere. I needed something cute to wear tomorrow. I had so many cute clothes... how was I going to decide?
Nearly an hour later I decided that I would wear an emerald green tube top with ruffles and lightwash jean shorts. I also would wear flip flops, since there was supposed to be warm weather the next day.
As I was laying my outfit neatly on the bed, someone knocked on my door. I turned the doorknob. My mom was waiting there, a hand resting on her hip. She was wearing a grey sweater from American Eagle and denim jeans. Unlike most other moms, my mom always looked so young even though she was turning 48 that year.
She ran a hand through her hair. "Alexa, please tell me you have started your homework? I know you have at least one thing to work on."
I sighed. "Sorry mom, I was busy talking to a friend on the phone."
She shook her head with a small smile. "Well, then go get your homework started, peanut!" she said, playfully pinching my arm. "Oh, and dinner will be here in 20 minutes or so. We ordered a Little Caesars pizza."
I rolled my eyes as soon as she disappeared down the stairs back into the family room. My mother had called me peanut ever since I was two years old. She loved embarrassing me with that nickname. It was quite horrible, actually, especially when she called me peanut in front of my friends.
I shut my door and plopped down onto my window seat. I reached for my bag and pulled out my French textbook and folder. One corner of the worksheet we had gotten was peeking out from the top of the folder, so I easily pulled it out. There were fifteen questions and they were sort of tough really. And coming from me, that's saying something since I am pretty smart.
I worked on that sheet for the next 20 minutes till my mom called me downstairs for pizza. I put down my homework and padded down the steps until I ended up at the kitchen counter. I put two slices of the yummy pepperoni pizza on my plate and poured myself a glass of water.
As I ate, I couldn't help but think about Liam. And his beautiful, glowing smile. He made me so happy and I barely even knew him. I just couldn't wait for the date tomorrow. Where was he gonna take me? I wondered. It was hard holding in all that excitement, but my mind was racing. I was so happy, I thought I might just explode into joyous laughter as I ate dinner. Luckily, I was able to hold in. Well, that day I was.
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Lost
Fanfiction19-year-old Alexa is heartbroken when her five year long boyfriend (and best friend), Liam Payne, abandons her. The reason was that Liam was hiding so many deep secrets from Alexa... but Alexa doesn't know why Liam was keeping them from her. I mean...