This is my life!

Chapter 2

I know I didn't 'officially' state who I am, so that's what I'm going to do right now, before I carry on with the rest of my story.

My name is Ryan Davies and I am 15 nearly 16 years old. My favourite thing to do is play football, I can't go a day without even kicking a football about in my back garden.

Now you're probably also wondering what I look like, well I'm probably close to 6 foot, I'd probably say I was about 5'8 maybe at a push 5'9. I know, man am I tall for a 15 year old but tbf I'm only expecting myself to grow a few more inches maybe. Anyway back to how I look and I'm gunna sound big head but I am what most people call as being flawless, I've got big bright blue ocean eye, that differ in what shade of blue depending on my mood and the lighting around mee, I've got a couple of piercing around my face (nose, lip and tongue), I really want to get some tattoos aswell but my mum said that I'm too young to mark my skin, I've got long blonde hair that reaches my waist however I've also got an undercut that I get neat patterns put into. I'm also toned to perfection, I've got abs that are that solid they could sharpen a knife, my arms are a moderate size, but my legs they're packed with muscles, with all the running and training I do. My bum is also on the larger scale but is still very much toned. My only personal imperfection is my boobs, they're well on their way of being a double D, some will disagree and say they're fine and perfect but most of the time they just get in my way. I mean imagine running up and down a field all day with two massive lumps of fat and muscle bouncing every which way.

Now on to my parents, like I said before my mum could actually pass off for bring my biological mother, she's got the same hair just abit shorter, same coloured and shaped eyes. If I didn't know any better I would of thought she was my real mum, I get told that a lot aswell which I guess is a good thing because even though she's abit weird, she's absolutely stunning, she's got a body to die for in a womanly way.

Whereas my dad he's another story, even though we share a tight farther daughter bond, we couldn't look anymore different. He's got forest green eyes, with dark brown almost jet black hair. He's frame however matches mine to a T, well if I was a man it would, he's got muscles upon muscles, but he's never gotten big headed about it unlike me. Like I've said before he's just dead chilled and relaxed.

So I guess we are onto school well I'm currently studying/being tortured at RCS academy. When I'm there, I am totally different than what I am at home, I'm like 3 types of people all rolled into one, I'm the bad girl that no body messes with, I'm the star athlete, due to my abilities, I'm also the nerd, well not exactly the nerd but I'm the most intelligent out of the whole school, I can even out smart most of the teachers, hence the bad girl persona.
I keep my friendship group very small with my 2 best friends being Jackson and Macy. They've been my best friends since nursery and I wouldn't have it any other way.
My only complaint is that they sometimes smell of wet dog, but I just put that down to the dog rescue centre they both work at. Another thing about mee is that my family a quite well off, like we aren't rich but defiantly aren't poor. We are steady. Therefore I didn't need to get a job to help support them unlike Jackson and Macy did.

Soo now you know a little bit more about me we can get on with the story.

Back to my question I asked my mum, "what are you, mum?" Ive been sat here now waiting patiently for my answer for sometime now. I have to keep looking between my mum and dad, because they seem to be having some kind of silent conversation between themselves.
After a few minutes longer I can't take the silence anymore and stand up wandering into the kitchen, leaving them to their 'private' conversation. I figure she'll tell me when she's ready, I can't exactly get upset about it cause I don't even know what I am yet.

I started making us some dinner, chicken enchiladas I think would be perfect for tonight. So I get all of my ingredients that I'm going to need and start preparing.
When I'm just about to put them in the oven my dads comes in asking what's for dinner, "chicken enchiladas dad, is that okay for you and mum?" I enquire still not understanding what was going on before but just trying to drop the subject for now, my dads face lit up "you know that's our favourite family meal, so of course it's okay with mee&im sure your mum will feel the same way' he comes over and ruffles up my waist length hair and disappears down the hall way towards the stairs, he's probably going to freshen up before dinner and check on my mother that I heard going up the stairs a few moments before dad walked into the kitchen.