Rosie's POV~
"Shit" I muttered to myself, by this time my laptop has been on my bare legs for over 2 hours. Oh! Gosh no, I had pants on. just really short shorts. anyways if you have ever loved a band half as much as I have you would know why I've been letting my laptop figuratively burn a whole in my skin. But just in case you don't, which means you obviously haven't lived. I was watching there resent interviews, sitcoms, fan questions, and there new music video GOOD GIRLS! Well just In case you are extremely slow, I'm talking about 5 seconds of summer! Teenage heartthrobs, absolute hotties, with amazing accents. Well yeah, I think you get the point.
"Rosie! Dinner!! Get your arse down here now!" My mothers loud British voice filled the house.
"Alright, alright I'm coming." I slowly got begrudgingly up from my nest like bed, to walk all the way down the stairs.
"Hey sweetie." She smiled weakly, trying to hide her disgust with me. because let's be honest. It was summer vacation, which I might add was over in 3 weeks. So of course I was talking advantage of it. I was wearing a old, ripped Blink 182 shirt, with as I said before, quite slutty booty shorts. My hair, oh my hair! It was thrown in a sloppy lopsided messy bun.
"Hey mom, I see you have appreciated my new fashion statement." I sarcastically added.
"Oh yes it's... uh... lovely dear. But if you don't mind I have made a nice dinner, and I look absolutely stunning, as always. So I would love it if you would change into something less... reveling and dirty." She replied with her own twist on attitude, I loved it when my mom tried to be, cool I suppose.
"Oh yeah, uh sorry mom. I didn't realize that we were doing something important." I added hesitantly
"Important! What in the world made you think that." she replied a little to quickly.
"Whatever. I'll be back." I said a bit to rudely, what I can't help its that time of the month.
I changed into a fairly nice light pink blouse, with light blue skinny jeans. then brushed and put my hair in to a much neater bun.
"Ok, now can we please eat!" I stretched the please while I wined that I might die of starvation.
"Oh please you could live off all that extra meat you have on your bones!" She said trying, rudely to muffle a laugh.
After we eat a amazing Italian dinner I was about to go back up to my room. I got to admit the food made me in a much more likable mood.
"So honey." my mom begin
"Your all finished with high school, and I know that I want you to get into a very nice collage..." she rambled
"Just spit it out mom, honestly as long as we're not moving out of the country, I'm fine!" I said laughing
"Well actually..." I cut her off
"What mom! What! so help me!" I said much more sharply then I had intended
"Well I know you'll really like the place. some of you favorite people used to life there... WE'RE MOVING TO AUSTRALIA!"
I sat mouth open, praying this was some kind of nightmare that I would eventually wake up from.
