You wake up, your beautiful (hair colour) hair getting a decent amount of sun from your open window. You yawn, and get up to stretch, feeling the sun on your skin.
It's warm, and your breath leaves your lungs in a long sigh. Today is going to be a good day. Today, you are finally going to confess to your crush.... JJ. He's short, standing only at 5'6, but you still find him adorable.
Ever since he dyed his hair you can't help but miss that ginger crop that used to crown his head....
Eventually it will come back. Today, though, you will tough it out and confess to him as he is. Even if it's a stupid ugly dyed mess instead of the pure, beautiful red it's supposed to be.
Your hands rake through your own hair, just feeling it's relative softness. Your skin shines underneath the morning sun that glistens just over the horizon. You are beautiful.
The mirror across your room only confirms this as you gaze into it, staring at your own (eye colour) orbs. Your gaze then drifts over to your dresser, figuring you should get ready, and look nice. Just for JJ, because he's the only man allowed to look at you without getting a swift kick in the cock.
You stand up, taking off your sleep clothes to get dressed, but decide you hate your outfit so you change again. Perfect. Now that you're wearing your favourite clothes, you feel like nothing can stop you.
Not even that stupid bitch Kiri.
God, Kiri makes your blood just boil. Your fists form absently at your sides when you even think about her. Always fawning over JJ like she's his fucking girlfriend or something. God, you just hate JJ's whole group!
Sage, even with her perfect face and wonderful hair, just makes your jaw clench (with anger, obviously.) You just despise her and her stupid pretty eyes.
Max, who's just a fucking idiot. A real tosser. You think he looks like a bug. Fuck that guy. He's not even plot relevant anyway. None of these people are. You're too obsessed with JJ.
And finally Ocean, who's also very beautiful and you are not jealous at all. Because while they are pretty, YOU are the prettiest. All the boys want you.
Except for JJ.
Which has to change today.
You'll make it change.
Anyways, you pull on your socks and shoes, before skipping down to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Like you always do, because you should NEVER EVER skip breakfast. This message is NOT sponsored by Cheerios.
