"Ken! Keeeenn! Keenn!" My mum yells downstairs, I don't know why but maybe I should go downstairs before my mum yells again with her super duper high pitch voice that everytime she shouts, my right ear's loses it's sense slighty. "Ken! Come here!" Ugh! She shouted again! Could she just go here upstairs to call me. But although my mum is like that, I love her so much and she loves me with all her heart and also my father I love them both so much. But my thoughts got interrupted by my door opening to reveal my beautiful mother. "Hey Ken darling, don't you hear me? I'm calling you for like a thousand times but you did'nt even respond, are you okay hun?" She ask me worryingly.
"Um, yes, yes I'm okay I'm sorry I just having some thoughts, you know, about how much I love you and how much you love me." Awe. I can't lie to her even its a corny thing.
"Awe, hun I'm so glad you know how much I love you and your father, thank you darlin' but I think you should change dress cause we will have a dinner with the Collins, you know, our new neighbors. And guess what? There is a cute guy downstairs, hir name's Ashton, Ashton Collins and he has the same age as yours!" My mum giggles. Oh, I didn't know we had new neigbors. It's because I don't go outside our house except for school days. And as my mum said, there is cute guy downstairs but I don't care because I'm literally sure he will not like me because I'm just ugly stupid girl and no need to give so much effort of picking a dress and putting some make up, I don't actually put so much make up because I know it will not change my ugly face.
"Hello, hello Kendall Kendall! Get dressed now." My mum whisper as we wave her hand in front of my face to interrupt me from my thoughts.
"Okay, okay I'll just go downstairs when I'm done, bye mum!" I said as stand and push my mum's back slightly to lead her out of my room.
"Okay make sure you look more beautiful than right now hun!" She said as she kiss me on the cheek. And turn around, but before she actually leave, I replied.
"There's no any chance mum!" I said and she stopped from her walking and replied back.
"You're wrong!" My mum shouted and then she finally leave. Oh my god! Why my mum's always say I'm beautiful when I'm just ugly not like her. Ugh! I hate it when someone tell me I'm pretty, like my dad and mum. But I don't hate them ofcourse! Never would, never will!
Ooopps! Sorry! I forgot to introduced myself.
Well, I'm Kendall Jane Williams, I live here in Holmes Chapel, 17 year old, year 11 based on the Kto12 curriculum. I had my very special family. My father was Cristhoper Williams while my mother was Esme Jane Williams, I got the name 'Jane' on her so we had the same second name and I like it so much!
My mum and dad were both working on our family's company. And yes, we had enough money to buy what I want but I don't like shopping like those other teenage girls who got addicted shopping, only my mum who were forcing to go shopping and worst, my dad, he also the one who forces me to go with mum and go shoping. Ofcourse they're my parents, they know what's best for me so I just following them.
I had my straight black hair, freckles on my face, I had a sligthly pale skin, and I'm proud I had my long arms and legs, I had a nice figured body but I had my ugly face. That's what I look like. And I'm stupid and had no friends.
Well, I have to pick a dress now. Opened my closet full of clothes, ofcourse it's my mum's fault, she was the one who always organized my closet, she won't let me because she knows that I'll fix it in a complete messy way, so she won't.
I just picked the navy blue froral slim dress which is above my knees and it has a elbow lenght sleeve. I put in on and I also put some very slight make up and put my brown sandals on. And looked my full body in my mirror for the last time before I go down stairs.
"Hoow mmy ggodd! Why am I so ugly?" I whisper to myself.
"No, not really." I heard a voice, a very manly voice. Omg! Who was that!?
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Teen FictionA story that tells us that we have to accept that everything has to come to an end. Yes, it's true but some are meant to be in wrong timing and some are in perfect timing. We just need to give every second of our lives an importance for us not to be...
