Ages 11
Monday mornings always come to soon. I hate mondays because, well its sunday and it means school. I hate school too no end. I wish school was like how you see it in the movies. You get up from bed have a 5 star breakfast your mom makes, give your mom and dad a hug goodbye, ride a bus to school with your best friends, learn, and be happy.
Too bad this is reality
I rolled out ot of bed this moring with sleep still in my eyes, trudging into the bathroom. I looked into the bathroom and all i saw was plain. I had poop brown hair, poop brown eyes and pale skin. I was pretty short for my age, and i hated it. I scowled into the mirror and then went into my room and found my Paramore tshirt and a pair of my black ripped jeans.
Everyday i always put my hair in a braid, somedays it was a different braid but mostly it was just a french braid. I sighed as i took my hair and started to braid it. Once i finsished i rushed downstairs because it was already 7:45 and the bus was going to be here soon.
I ran down old wooded steps and into our small cramped kitchen. I was just about to grab an apple when i told myself You dont need that, you're fat. I frowned at myself.
Even if i ended up eating that apple, it would come up later evetually because my stomach could never hold anything down.
Michael always gets mad at me saying i do it on purpose, when really I don't.
Soon enough i heard a screech as the bus stopped from outside. I ran to my black and neon green backpack then ran out the door to the dreaded bus.
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The presale for the tour wouldnt take my moms citi card so crying and its stupid because all my friends who only know slsp got vip and shit so yeah crying
I feel as if this chapter was absolute crap but i just really wanted to show you a but of Emilys personality and look and yeh. pLEASE leave any comments you have about this book and any changes i schold make.
Also yeah I know she's 11 and she listens to Paramore. My sister is 10 and she listens to SWS so deal with it c:
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