Mr. Badass

Oh my ... Wow

"Laura!" My mother screamed down the stairs practically making the whole house shake.
"What, mother" I yelled back getting an irritated sigh in response before sprinting down the god awful stairs, getting closer and closer to the witch we refer to as "mum".
"You stay in this damn house all day, go outside, get some lovely fresh air. we moved so you wouldn't be surrounded by the city so make the most out of it"
"Mum, you mean YOU moved me away from all of my friends to this desolated field surrounding house without a costa in sight and a horrible new school full of horrible weirdos who won't like me because you gave birth to a freaky smart girl who doesn't like pop music. it's so unfair!" I complained before storming out of the house and stomping over to the big oak tree that corners off a field of stupid sheep with their loud bleating and smelling things.
Yes I probably am making a big deal out of something that isn't that big of a deal however I am entitled to being a moody girl who likes to complain and bitch, way too much.
I brought out my sparkly iPhone and began to frantically attempt to find any source of signal, what I am a teenage girl I need technology.
I held my phone up to the sky getting a flicker of a bar. I began to hesitantly climb the first branch and one I was steady enough I elevated myself onto the next couple. soon enough I was 8 feet off of the ground and my phone had full bars.
I logged onto Instagram and liked all of the idiotic selfies that the childish kids for the city had posted in the last few hours. I snapped a cute picture of myself laughing as I tried to catch falling leaves.
I had wind blowing through my sandy hair and my eyes were glistening in the cold sunshine, all in all it was cute and with a little editing could be uploaded in a few seconds.
I let all the likes rush over me as soon as I realised how stuck I was in this stupid tree, In this stupid town, with my stupid parents and my stupid horrible life.
I tried to call my mum but as soon as the second ring filmed my ears.
Nothing.
The bloody phone died, right in my hands. I was so close to being rescued and being saved from this tree where it is so cold I'm literally shivering.
I let out a groan of frustration as my feet dangled over the crappy branch I was situated on. if I jumped I could break my legs and ne'er be able to walk again and then maybe I would be so slow a bomb could go off and I couldn't run away and-
A cough rudely interrupted my panic.
"That was very rude I mean I was very interested in th-" I began to mumble, not even bothering to look down and whoever was down there.
"Need some help babe?" A deep voice questioned, it was so hot I nearly fell off of the branch and nearly broke both of my legs and....
"No, I'm fine" I replied smugly.