"None of your business," she said.
Alice Jamson. Famous words? "What's it got to do with you - it's none of your business" she was different. Way different from everyone else. And no, not the fictional werewolf type of different... Something else.
The rhythmic beats of the drums and sound effects played through the wires of her earphones, as she listened carefully, playing the thoughts of the day recurringly through her head, eventually drifting off her initial thoughts to how exactly the music was able to reach her ears. 'Modern technology,' sh thought to herself as she shook her head from left to right while silently scolding herself for getting farther off-topic, yet again. 'The life of Ali James, everybody,' she said to herself once more while addressing herself with her nickname everyone else called her by.
Third Person's P.O.V
"ALISON LILAC JAMESON GET YOUR ASS IN THE KITCHEN RIGHT NOW," Her mother, Kathie shouted - fuming, obviously - while she waited for 30 seconds before shouting again. "ALIS-" "PRESENT SARGENT," Ali said in a joking manner trying to lighten up the mood before taking the burden of the blame, once again. Her mother scowled at her as she handed Alison her plate of fresh french toast, eggs -sunnyside up, of course - and bacon strips. Yum, she thought to herself.
Alison's P.O.V.
They weren't neccecerily fond hearing that my brother, Theo and I were moving.. also that we weren't too sure who to trust around these parts and we had very little contacts to inform us of the happenings in the area. It was a very serious threat they had posed upon Theo and I, yet we moved closer into their range of destruction. Our parents had nothing to do with it, heck they didn't even know we were involved... but we couldn't hide it for long if we had their spies lurking around everywhere.
I quickly finished my breakfast before getting lost in my thoughts any further, getting Theo’s and my own lunch before walking to the foot of the stairs and shouting upwards for Theo to hear. “Coming!” he hollered back before stumbling down the stairs with his backpack slung over one shoulder, books in his other hand and earphones mixed up with his hoodie and phone.
I shook my head from left-to-right, chuckling at his unorganised manner. Not that I could complain, I was basically the same, I was just faster than him, though very clumsy...
Theo took the lead, after I offered to help him carry his books as we both ran to the kitchen, ending up on the opposite side of mom, kissing her on her cheek and saying our goodbyes “Love ya mom,” we both said in unison before rushing out towards the awaiting yellow school bus. “sup, Ali,” said a hooded figure. I smiled, pulled his hoodie back and played with his quiff slightly. “The roof, Horan.” I replied, giving him a cheeky grin. He smiled and pinched my cheeks
As Niall, Theo and I exited the bus, my eyes caught Bryce's. "Bri," I called out, before doing my Jack waves - jumping jacks while waving like a retard - it seems stupid, but who cares? It certainly serves its purpose by getting certain humans' attention. Especially Bryce's, he'd always start cracking up when i did that in public. The act of my Jack Waves itself has given me 35 YouTube views already. Small things amuse small minds...
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She Said
Teen FictionA dream. We all have them. Some in our sleep, some in our own lives. A few come true and the rest falter. But what happens in your dreams? Something disrupts them, its some sort of rebellion that always stops you and helps you achieve your goal...