pycotic neighbor ( dark zayn malik)

phycotic neighbor (dark zm)

"mum you don-" I was cut off mid-sentenced " oh honey... I do have to do this, I mean look at your self, then look at me... im gorgeous" she said dragging the brush through my now new died and neatened hair.

"gee thanks mum" I scoffed, she smiled "oh its okay hunny thats what muns are for," she then sent me a wink before swaying her hips back into the living room.

I went to my room and looked in the mirror at my new appearance. and I must say I look good. better than the blonde chick before anyway.

I applied some make up including foundation powder bronzer eyeliner and mascara.

my mum walked out in to my room and fell over..literally , "sweetie you look better than me!" she squeeled walking out my room so I could gey changed

once I changed in to my baggy sweat pants and a white crop. I tried looking for my black sneakers.

well I should probably introduce my self, my names blade, yeah I know boys name, but I like it like that, I mean I wouldnt call my self a girlie girl. I dont wear skirts, I wear loose tracky bottoms that are tight around the ankle, and crop tops, loose ones, and I couldnt live with out snap backs, or beanies, make sence? okay put it this way... no beanies. no me. no me. no one could live because im to amazing. and if no body can live with out me, then the whole earth would end by blowing up into tiny little peices, then everyone would die, to intence? yeah thoutht so..

Im currently living in washington d.c, moving to england to some place named bradford, which I must say im not looking forward too.

I have naturel blonde hair, oh wait, yeah my mental mother died it fucking dark red, which I must say looking in the mirror right now, I look fit..very fit.

anyway im 18 years old turning 19 in 3 weeks. ive just graduated collage, and hoping ill get the job ive always wanted. but with my new appearance theres no way in hell im going to go the job...thanks mom..thanks alot.