Hey guys this one of my first real story's hope you like it and happy reading anyway BAIII
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"BEEP BEEP!" My alarm clock blares. I mentally grown knowing that I'm going have to start my day.
"Bluey! réveiller," My mom says from the door in her sweet French accent. Yes my mum still wakes me up. "come on wake up!Paris today's your first day of college. I need to wake up you sister so hurry up!" She says while walking over to ruffle my hair. I pull my pillow over my head swiftly before she can touch my hair.
Now don't get me wrong, I really love my mum she's been here for my little sister and I throughout everything. Which includes my mom and dads toxic relation ship, my own petty boy problems and when I just don't feel like myself. She's always been there to provide for us when my dad was out doing what he dose best drinking and just carrying for us when we had no one else. But today is one of those days we're I just don't feel like myself or doing anything especially going into school.
"encore cinq minutes, s'il vous plsît." I mumble in French to my mum. (five more minutes, please)
"Ok, five more minutes but if you not ether dressed by then or in the kitchen I'm coming back in here and your not going to like what I'm going to do." She counters while leaving my room.
"Argg!" I groan while stretching around in my bed trying to find the strength to get up. I spent the weekend salking around since I knew this day was come soon but not this soon. I have to go to a different college from my friends since they moved from home to go to college while I'm stuck here in this boring town. I know if I were to have went off for college my mum wouldn't be able to handle it here all by herself. She is strong though. She got on her feet without dad here anymore which was an incredibly hard adjustment. He was providing most of the income for the flat but will be fine without him I always tell her.
"Paris mum said, if your not dressed in the next two minutes she's going to send Dwight in here." She says while barging into my room her beautiful curly brown hair flipping as she comes in with a hurry. I'm kinda envious why I couldn't get some of dads genes. Instead I have mums bright red hair, big green eyes, pale skin and freckles all over. Sometimes I wonder how we're related we barley look that same except for the curly hair. Then we have Dwight he's our dog a Maltese Yorke the cutes thing in existence! From his soft fur to his cute comical big brown eyes. One big downfall about him is that he has a big licking problem and I'm not ready for dog slobber all over my face.
"Please don't, I'm gonna get ready just can't do that while your in here." I say and she rolls her eyes and leaves the room with a slam. I wince when she slams the door and hear her shouting something to mum saying he's getting ready. I don't know we're she gets her sass from defiantly not mom she's the sweetest person you'll ever come encounter with. Probably dad or maybe she's just living in her own little world thinking shes the queen.
I finally make my way out of bed walking in to the bathroom to brush my teeth, mouthwash, and floss. I then take my face cloth and wash face with warm water then take my towel to pat my face dry. I pull off just my pajama pants since I hate sleeping in shirts it's just so uncomfortable, the fabric rubbing against me while lying down just dosent mix well for me. I pull on some denim high wasted jeans and a grey turtle neck which I tuck into my jeans. I tug on my black Dr. Martens combat boots and pull on my tan trench coat. I put some product in my hair to fix up my bright curly locks. Once I'm done with my hair I grab my kånken backpack that my dad got me for Christmas and pack my new books that I got last weekend for school I grab my phone off the charger and head out of my room.
I walk into the kitchen and see my mum handing my sister her lunch I grab the car keys off the hook so we can get going.
"Are you ready to leave Ember?" I ask
"Yes, lets get going." She says before giving mum a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't think your going to get away without getting a baiser bluey." She gives me a big kiss on the cheek before pinching my butt and telling me to get out of here. A blush tints my cheeks as I make my way to the car.
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Once I drop off ember at school I make my way to campus. I turn off the ignition to the car and step out it's kind of cold today so it's good I brought my coat. I walk straight to the office so I receive my schedule.Once they gave me my schedule I take a look at it and I have two classes today. I planned it out to we're I take two class 3 times a week so I can have at least 10 credits at the end of the semester. So each of my classes are about 2hrs long. First class is with Mrs Rothschild 102 math is all I have to take this semester since I'm majoring in writing. I heard good things about her so I'm excited to see what she's like.
I walk into the class and see that there's not that many people in here yet which means lots of vacant seats I take the seat near the back but close to the the middle. I can still see the teachers desk from here and the white bored so I can assume I chose a good seat.
Once people start filling in I know the lecture is about to start. I watch as a person comes to seat right next to me. Do these people not know the rule of siting at least two chairs away from someone in a public place!? I smile shyly as they set there stuff. I did not realize how good looking he actually is woah and he smells good too.
I take a peek to my left to see him unpacking his stuff and getting out his journal which I can assume he's going to use to take notes. I turn away and follow in his order and take out my notebook too
The teacher start the lecture with her introducing herself to the students. "Hello, and good morning ladies and gentlemen and welcome to math 102. I am Mrs. Rothschild as many of you know. Now that I have introduced my self I would like to you introduce you self to your neighbor because this is who'll you'll be sitting by for the rest of the semester!" She says excitingly
Mrs. R seems fairly young maybe in her early thirties she has pretty blonde hair and brown eyes. Definitely is tall and had pretty fair skin tone she seems like nice young lady that I could learn to like.
"Erm," I hear someone cough beside me "hi, I'm Ethan!"
"Paris! Nice to meet you Ethan." I'm just realizing how pretty Ethan is he has short blonde hair and blue eyes definitely an eye candy.
"You don't have to stare I know I'm good looking," He says smugly and runs his fingers through his hair before he reaches out to touch my hair. "is your naturally this color." He asks curiously like many do.
"Mhm, got it from my mum" I say before reaching over and lifting his hand from hair. He giggles and apologizes before going on and on about how he finds red head so interesting and asked if I have an accent.
"I'm so jealous I wish my hair could look so shiny and soft and have natural freckles you accent is so beautiful to!" He exclaims I just nod my head and laugh. "You blush so easily to how adorable I think we're going to have to be best of friends!" He says excitedly before squealing and hugging s tight
"Woah your going have to let go before you squeeze me to death." I giggle and blush.
"Ahh! Your doing it again! What can you say something in French for me." Before I can say anything Mrs. R tells us to quiet down so we can start the lesson.
"Tu as de beaux cheveux blonds" I whisper to him you have beautiful blonde hair. He smiles brightly before we both turn our heads to the lecture in front of us.
Hope you enjoyed reading the first chapter of bluey I'll definitely update soon just wanna get a couple of reads first! And our little bluey made a new friend what do you think of little Ethan. let's hope Ethan is a good influence to our sweetly little Paris. Find out in the the next chapter Baiiii 😚👉🏽👈🏽 get me TWO votes on this and I will update.
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