Last day of summer

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Sunday
9:30 am
Ella's POV:
I just woke up. I check to look at the time and it's 9:30 so I decide to get ready for the day. I go to the bathroom and run a hot shower to relax myself in. As soon as I step in feel all the tension in my body fade away. I stayed for about 20 mins and then got out. I dressed myself in cute black skinny jeans, a black and white striped crop top with roses and paired the outfit with a scrunchie and black gucci belt.

I went downstairs and was immediately invited with a strong scent of my moms homemade waffles and suddenly my stomach growls loudly ready to be fed. I see my mom and my brother sat at the kitchen table and quickly join them.
"Hello sweetie are your hungry?" Asked my mom
"Starving!" I reply eager to bite into the delicious sweetness
My mom laughed and handed me a plate full of waffles. I thank her and start digging in like a monster.
"You know u can do this thing called chew instead of just stuffing waffle after waffle in your mouth."said my brother while smirking. My mom sniggered.
"Hey! A woman has to do what she has to do." I shrugged whilst putting yet another waffle into my already full mouth.

Once I was full I headed into my room and was bored so I revised all of my subjects. The rest of the day I spent watching Netflix and texting my friends. Before I knew it, it was 11:15 and I already watched the whole seasons of friends twice! I was also really tired so I got into comfy sweat pants and a sports bra and drifted off to sleep.

Authors note:
Hey guyssss! I have never wrote a story before so I hope you like it. This story is inspired by another story called envy but I out my own little twist to it but go check it out! Anyway I hope you like this first chapter it wasn't the best but I promise they will get longer and better in the future. Byeeee🐷

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 24, 2019 ⏰

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