*Eleanor's POV*
I wake up the next morning in the worst mood ever, I'm going to kill them. I will punch them in the throat and I will not give 1 fuck about it.
"AHHHHHHHH" I yell getting up and making Isabelle to sit up in a panic.
"What's wrong?!" She says quickly.
"I HATE EVERYTHING!" I scream walking up the stairs to my bedroom with Isabelle treading behind me.
"Bad mood day?" She says knowingly.
"YES A BAD FUCKING MOOD DAY." I yell with a scowl on my face as I walk into my bedroom and Isabelle closes my door behind her.
I dig through my closet finding something to wear when I finally find my white tank top with the rips coloured like spacey, black ripped jeans, and my space nikes.
I motion for her to turn around so I can change which she obeys. I slide on all of the clothes I've chosen and when I turn back around, she's wearing her Starbucks tanktop, black ripped shorts, wtf beanie, and black vans.
"We look cute." She's smiles as we walk to my mirror, fix our hair and apply makeup to look presentable.
"Ready?" Isabelle says as I sling my space backpack over my shoulder, I give her a nod and we head back downstairs.
"Yes I am ready." I mumble with a scowl on my face as we walk down to the front door where the fucking snake was, fuck Owen.
"Lego." She yawns when we walk out the door and down to my car letting the warm, damp morning air fill my lungs.
We both climb into the car and as I back out the driveway Isabelle presses play on the radio and Desperate Measures by Mariana's Trench begins blasting through the speakers making me smile and some what calm down.
The drive to school was fun, we just screamed lyrics of songs that came on ever if we didn't know the song. I pull up to the school and my scowl half returns as Isabelle and I get out of the car.
"Do not punch anybody." Isabelle demands as I put in 1 earbud and roll my eyes.
"No promises." I mutter as we walk into the school already filled with people.
We push through the crowd of people flooding through, the walk to the lockers felt like it took forever but it was probably like 2 minutes. I clench my fists trying to contain anger as I see the two twats by their lockers which are by ours.
"Say 1 fucking word to me I dare you, I will punch you in the fucking face." I warn as I stop at my locker and Daniel opens his mouth to speak as he catches a glimpse of me
"Same for you Josh Ramsay." I warn phil as I open my locker and pile books into my arms.
"How's Owen." Daniel smirks.
I warned him. I scowl up at him and literally neck chop him.
"What the fuck!" Daniel says shocked and winces.
"I warned you, you are lucky it wasn't your face and my fist." I mutter closing my locker and walk over to Isabelle who thankfully didn't see that.
"Let's go." I mumble grabbing her arm and pulling her down the hallway towards our first class.
"Did you neck chop Dan?" She sighs knowingly as we push back down the hallways to our first class.
"Yes." I say biting my lip as we turn into the empty classroom.
"Did he deserve it?" She smirks sitting in her seat.
"Yes."
♢Hello, I hope you enjoyed. I'm sorry It sucked. Xoxo-Cayden♢
Picture: The girls Outfits (made by me and Brianna)
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FanfictionEleanor Collins and Isabelle Deyes are both 18 year old girls finishing up their last year at school. They both are each other's best friends and have been through everything. They think alike, have the same likes and dislikes, and they both have th...
