"No, no, no," I sighed angrily as I looked at the pink frilly tutu lying on the floor, "this isn't right." I ran my fingers through my blonde quiff before grabbing the scissors and cutting along the hem of the skirt. I smiled to myself as I picked up the garment, being careful as I took out the pins and stared at my creation.
"Always be critical of your work," I mumbled to myself, remembering a quote from one of those fashion magazines I had read. Still smiling proudly, I pulled the tutu up my legs and stood in front of the mirror to look at myself in my latest creation. I bent down to search through the sea of fabric and sewing equipment on the floor for the finishing touch. My flower crown I had made. I picked it up and, with my tongue sticking out in concentration, I put it on my head, fixing it so it sat gently on my forehead.
"Luke! I'm home!" my mum shouted from downstairs and my eyes widened as I yanked the flower crown off, shoving the fabric and sewing supplies under my bed as fast as I could. I tried to step gracefully out of the tutu but ended up tripping over as I lifted my leg out of it and shoved it under the bed.
I could hear my mother coming upstairs and my eyes scanned the room for anything else I might have-
"Shit," I whispered, noticing the pile of fashion magazines on my wardrobe. I dived for them, knocking them on the floor just as my mum entered the room. I laid on top of the magazines, pretending to look sleepy.
"What are you doing?" my mum asked, clearly confused.
"I'm just... resting," I fake-yawned and closed my eyes, praying that my mum wouldn't notice the girly magazines I was covering up.
"Okay sweetie," she laughed and left the room, leaving me to flick through the latest edition of Vogue.
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a/n YAY new story Im so excited guyss
I know this was short & I'm sorryy :)
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