Chapter 8~

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 i wake up to the sound of my beeping alarm clock. i slide out of my cosy bed and walk to the bathroom. i wash my face and look in the mirror, 

" time to pick an outfit" i say to myself as i walk out of the bathroom into my closet.

i pick out this outfit:

" this is cute" i say as i look at my outfit but then i look at my hair, "woah i need to fit this" i say as i walk out of my closet into the bathroom

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" this is cute" i say as i look at my outfit but then i look at my hair, "woah i need to fit this" i say as i walk out of my closet into the bathroom. " alright lets do this" i say as i start to do my hair and end up with dutch braids. 

" good enough" i say to my self as i look in the mirror

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" good enough" i say to my self as i look in the mirror. i hear the door open, 

" lyla come and eat breakfast" i hear austin say then shut the door. 

i walk back into my bedroom and out of my door and head downstairs to the kitchen. 

" hey lyla" mum says sitting in a stool looking at her phone. 

" hey" i say walking into the kitchen area.

" lyla we have to walk to school" austin says walking into the kitchen. 

" why?" i say grabbing my cereal from the cabinet. 

" well its only a 10 minute walk calm down" austin says with a laugh. 

" hmm true" i say pouring the cereal and milk into my bowl. 

" you look nice, are you trying to impress anyone?" austin says with a smirk. 

" oh shut up" i say sitting in a stool at the kitchen bench. 

" hmmm, grayson or aaron?" austin says leaning on the kitchen bench

" i'm trying to impress myself, and remember to invite the twins this afternoon" i say putting my bowl in the sink.

" you excited?" austin says looking at me 

" very" i say walking out of the kitchen, picking up my bag and i grab the front door handle>

" bye mum by dad!!" i yell through the house

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