Estelle's P.O.V.
I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself. Well, my name is Estelle Dai Jones, and I am almost 18 years old. (2 more months!) Ummm, I have an annoying 7 year old sister named Abby. My parents, or should I say dad, is really cool but is very strict sometimes. My mom died in a car accident 2 months ago. I will never forget that day...
I was with her, my mom. We were arguing, I don't even remember what about. But I playfully grabbed her shirt sleeve and her hand slipped on the steering wheel and we crashed into a light pole.
She died on the spot while I was taken to the hospital with only a few cuts and bruises. Now, I could sit here and blame myself for it. But there's no point.
What's done is done.
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"ESTELLE! TIME TO WAKE UP! ESTELLLLLLE! WAKEY WAKEY," my sister Abby yelled.
'Okay! I'm up, 'Im up." I state as I groggily stumble out of my bed.
ugh, is it really Monday already?
I slowly make my way to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I get, out I apply my usual makeup: foundation, eyeliner, and a small amount of mascara to my already long eyelashes. I just towel dry my wavy red brown hair.
"hmmmm, what to wear" I think to myself.
Then I know exactly what to wear: my favorite outfit.
My mom bought it for me last year for my birthday. It's always been my favorite.
I get dressed and make my way down stairs just as i hear my obnoxious sister Abby screeching at the top of her lungs. Or as she calls it, 'singing'.
"AND I'M LIKE, OW! NEVER THOUGHT IT'D HURT SO BAD, GETTIN' OVER YOU-OOOOO!"
"UGH ABBY DO YOU EVER SHUT UP?!" I yell at my sister, frustrated. She's so annoying!
"I thought you liked One Direction?" Abby says
"I do, but not when you sing their songs!" I say with a hint of sass in my voice
"Now Estelle, don't take to your sister like that! And please get along, at least while your aunt and cousins are over this week. Please?" My dad said
Oh yeah, my cousins Claire and Lainie were coming this week!! I'm so excited! Especially because we are going to see One Direction in concert this weekend! Too bad we don't get to meet them though. I'm most excited to see Niall.
"Oooh Niall,," I mumble, starting to fantasize
'What was that, dear?' My dad asks, raising his eyebrow
"Ohhh umm, well...NOTHING. Gotta go to school bye! I quickly say. did I really say that outloud? woops.
I grab my car keys and a brown sugar poptart (mmm my fave) and make my way to school
I get there just as the tardy bell rings.
'Oo good timing Es' I hear someone behind me say. I instantly recognized the cute voice, it was my best friend Zoella!
"Hey short stack!" I smile happily and walk up to her, giving her a tight hug
"Uhgmm bouoobs touuoo facsfdedf!" She yells
'What?"
"I SAID, ummmm boobs to face! And don't call me short stack! At least call me lassie so i can pretend you are Niall!" She laughs
"Hahahaha NO. Watch out bitch, Niall is MINE." i try to say seriously, but fail
"OKAY FIRST OFF CALM THE HELL DOWN BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE HARRY. SECOND I HAVE SOME SUPER GOOD NEWS TO TELL YOU GURF!" She exclaims, loud enough for those in the hall to turn around and stare at us.
"Mkayyyy"
"WELL YOU BETTER GET SUPER EXCITED BECUASE....."
Just then, a teacher down the hall yells to us,
"girls get to class!"
"Woops, sorry Z! I gotta go to history!" I shout as I speed down the hallway
"BUT--Oh well...." I faintly hear Zoella say as i make my way to history.
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So, did ya like my first chapter? probs not. oh well. i tried. anyways im sorry for being a terrible writer. i dont usually do this but yeah it was short but thats all i could think of to write at the moment so deal with it.
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Teen Fiction19 year old Estelle Jones just wants a happy life, but the world thinks otherwise. Her boyfriend of 3 years cheated on her with the school slut, and her mom just died. She is ecstatic when her friend comes to see her one day with front row tickets t...
