To Be Or Not To Be?

Hey, this is my first book so be forgiving to any errors!! Most of my writing is normally quite dark and scary so I’m trying something new, I’m open for advice... but wont appreciate “this is a load of shit” like comments :D

                It will get more action (in that way as well ;)… ) as the story progresses so try and be patient, but I promise things will get existing soon and won’t be some kind of chick flick cliché…

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(Lexie’s Pov.)

            “Urr that dude is the definition of fuckable! I mean look at his abs… don’t even get me started on the size of his hands-“but I was sadly cut off before my mind could wonder much further, “I know you’re not let out a lot, but seriously that doesn’t mean you can taint my innocent thoughts” my friend stated annoyed, but I could tell she was secretly amused... I would say I’m sorry for the lack of an into but I’m not really. You see this is my life unpredictable, random and insanely idiotic. Why should I lead you to believe that this, whatever it is will be normal! Seriously I gave normal a go and I can honestly day I don’t get what the hype is about. Haaha it was worth it for people’s reactions though, “Lex you sure you’re feeling alright…. You haven’t made a fool outa yourself all morning!?” Ahh good times, good times.

Anyway as I sat in Starbucks in my very fashionable attire.. pff well it was cute so what if it made me look a little younger.  This happened to be my favourite grey UGGs with panda boot toppers, with my high cherry socks poking out of the top, one inside out the other, dare I say it, normal … ish. (Long story cut short I either have to wear odd socks or one inside out, weird habit I know.) Then I completed the look with grey leggings and a large grey and pink striped jumper that reached about mid-thigh, I went into set of hysterics with Anna at the look the old bat behind the counter was giving me. You see while we were in line Anna dared me to give a fake name when the lady asked so she could write it on the cup and I NEVER say no to a dare. I may or may not have blurted, rather loudly “BATWOMAN!” Hey don’t judge I didn’t have a lot of thinking time! Most people stopped mid-sip, including the hottie at the back, much to Anna’s amusement. I just shrugged it off, it could have been worse. If you wondering why this gives Starbucks lady the title ‘old bat’, let’s just say if looks could kill id be a gonna and she put a question mark on my cup! Childish much.

After that Anna hastily dragged me out of the shop while muttering something that sounded suspiciously like “Can’t take her fudging anywhere.” “Tut-tut, what have we said about swearing… If you’re going to swear, swear properly. Repeat after me, fffuuucckkk!” I drawled slowly as if I was talking to a three year old. She just gave me her famous ‘shut up’ look then giggled for some unknown reason. Turning around I saw a group of elderly people staring at me, mouths agape, “fuck, shit I just swore again, crap balls… urrmm I mean fudge ship?!?!” They quickly exited; well as fast as old people can go… so all in all not that fast. Opps? “Well that was awkward!” I stated, “Your such a moron, let’s just get moving before it’s no longer by choice!”   We were currently shopping in Bluewater and I actually had money to spend! I’m not poor or anything but my dad was, how do you say, not very generous with money. I have to give a bloody sales pitch every time I want to buy a new tooth brush! He didn’t give the money my mum did but whatever, I officially had £120 to blow, may not be a lot to you but damn it is to me considering id already spent quite a bit that week. Aching feet here I come!  

Snuggled up in her room with a cuppa tea we admired all the things we’d bought, in the end I had spent all 120 quid of my money, but some of it was on a present. We had both got bras and pants from Gilly Hicks and declared them our lucky pair as we matched up. One difference being I got a thong for a laugh while she nervously mumbled about wedges and decided to get a more ‘comfy’ and ‘practical’ pair. Make up, red nail varnish and other, as guys would call it,  girly shit… well apart from the thong I’m sure they would appreciate that, despite its mad colours, hell they might even find it a turn on! I went to try it on at her request and found them surprisingly snug yet a little chilly. Changing back into my cosy girl boxers I went back into her room and shared with her the ‘revelation’ of the thong. I couldn’t help but use sarcasm and laugh when she winced as I described the thin bit at the back that goes between your butt cheeks. We bitched a little, embellished her dart board with a picture and had a game or two, despite how it sounds we are actually nice people, it’s just this ‘girl’/ evil deceiver was the definition of two faced. However we didn’t let her ruin our night, shoved on a film and eventually went to bed at what I think was 5am.

I know it’s really short but I wanna see what peoples response is first… be merciful :L Depending on what ya think I may or may not write faster ;) ,

Laters,

CherrySocks

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