Zoey:
I slept in the next morning, almost 11 before I woke up. Mom had already left the house to go out and do whatever it is that she does. I stumbled into the kitchen and scrambled some eggs even though Mom said it was better to live off of plants. Screw her philosophies, I thought.
I sat down at the wooden table and scarfed down the hot eggs that almost burned my throat as they went down. I washed them down with a cool glass of milk.
The doorbell rang which was unusual because of how deep in the woods we were, I stood up and slowly walked to the door, peaking through the peephole.
There was a girl on the other side, she looked around the house like it was something under a microscope to be studied. Her brown hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she had an almost confused look on her face.
I opened the door and she had a warm, welcoming smile, "Hi, I'm Leila, I just moved in next door."
She held out her hand and looked up at me.
Reluctantly, I reached out and shook it, "I'm Zoey. Nice to meet you."
"Your face..." She trailed off.
I remembered then that I'd been beaten up the day before.
"Oh, I, uh, fell," I said.
"I'm sorry for my gawking, it just took me by shock," She said, looking down.
"It's ok, you're not the first one, would you like to come in?" I asked.
"I can't, sorry, I have to get back home or my mom will flip her shit," Leila said, then she quickly added, "Pardon my French."
"I don't mind cussing," I laughed.
Leila smiled and turned away, walking down the steps. She waved at me from a little down the driveway before she turned a corner and disappeared into the woods.
YOU ARE READING
Daylight
FantasyZoey is a young girl who's been bullied her whole life. She had one friend that she trusted deeply and revealed a secret to and that was a mistake as it only made her public life more hell. Then something changes her life forever when a group of vam...
