Freya looks towards her phone, scrolling through some nail designs. A text message then popped up, a small ping sound came from her phone. She then taps on the small box on the top of the screen.
Travis: Hey long time since I've spoken to ya, hey so I'm having this party at my house. I was wondering if you wanted to come?
Urma is typing
Urma: yeah aight just type the address
Travis is typing
Travis: Awesome! XXXX in woodberry avenue. Cya there!
Urma places her phone down, turning and then hopping off the bed. Walking to her dresser. Crouching so she could open the left bottom drawer, grabbing a pair of baby blue denim pants, soon throwing it on the bed.Closing the drawer and standing upright. She opens the right top drawer spotting a pearl coloured tank top. Holding it up to her chest then throwing it on the bed, making her way to the closet. Opening the birch closet doors
Her eyes lay on an orange apricot, bomber jacket, slipping it on as it seemed to fit perfectly, like a second skin. Tossing it on the bed like all the other clothes.Shrugging off her clothes. As she began changing into the outfit she had just picked out.
"Do these pants make me look weird..." Freya mumbled staring into the large mirror in her room. Turning different angles. Sighing she then went to the dresser again, bending down to open the left middle drawer of her dresser and grabbing a pair of porcelain white socks. Sliding them on. Freya walks over to a box on the top of her glass desk.
Opening it as a click sound was heard, grabbing a shiny pearl necklace and attaching it around her next. "I think that's about it," stepping towards the door, opening it and stepping through.
Walking through the hallway of her house, her own footsteps echoing each step she took. Passing the living room then kitchen to be met face to face with a hamlock wooden door. Grabbing the keys from the key holder beside the door. The keys consist of her house key, her car key, and her bike key. She unlocks the door, stepping through as the cold night breeze hit her. A chill goes down her spine due to the cold.
Walking down the concrete steps to the driveway and to her car. Clicking a specific button on the remote key as the car's headlights blinked two times. A clicking sound was heard, soon enough opening the door of the car and sliding in of course putting her seatbelt on, safety first. She slipped the golden car key into the keyhole behind the stirring wheel. Turning it to the side as the car began rumbling. A few moments later she presses the gas pedal and switches to reverse.
"Here it is.." She probably has driven about twenty minutes from now. Finally taking off the seatbelt as a loud click was heard. She opens the door and slides out. Adjusting her apricot coloured bomber jacket as she heads up the doorsteps.
Knocking on the door then ringing the doorbell. Shortly after a 4'5 guy opens the door. "Hey! Urma you made it!" Travis exclaims joyfully. Freya smirks "Of course, now let me in it's freezing cold!" She said.
Travis moves out of the way to let her pass. Bolting in here as neon blue lights blinds her vision for a minute. She began blinking rapidly until her eyes adjust to the bright light. Shouting, music, and much more was could be heard. So many people in this huge house, some she knew some she didn't.
As she was walking around she spots a women with an odd looking outfit, a brown leather bird mask, a long indigo and black skirt along with a white collar shirt, and some indigo gloves.
Urma raises her eyebrow, walking towards the mysterious looking lady as she sat next to her. Grabbing a cup of beer and sipping it slowly. The lady turns her head towards Freya "Hello?" she said, her voice muffled slightly due to the mask.
"Sup, I never seen you before, what's your name?" Freya grins, brushing her blonde locks behind her ear. "Josephine, you?" The lady said calmly . "Freya! You can just call me Fay for now though!" Josephine nods her head. "So what's your relationship with Travis?" Freya questions. "He's my cousin's friend,"
"Nice," Urma smiled.
"What's your favourite colour?" Freya asks. "Orange," The other female said. "Cool! Mine is pearl," Urma gives Josephine a toothy smirk "Well, you look pretty cool," She said "Thanks," Josephine replies, smiled behind her mask, of course Freya couldn't see nor anybody else. "What's your favourite drink?" Josephine asks, curious "Pumpkin spice latte," Freya answers "Really? Me too,"
Josephine and I continued talking and asking question until Freya got up. "I have to go, it's getting quite late. It was nice talking to you though," Josephine nods ,waving. "Bye, it was wonderful talking to you," Freya smiles walking away to the oak door. Waving to Travis and then swinging the door open, walking through. Soon enough she steps down the doorsteps, walking to the car and sliding in.
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This was my first book, I hope you like it -w-
Apologies, I know it's quite short.
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Pumpkin Spice
RomanceFreya has been invited to a party by a long time friend of her's. She then encounters this women named Josephine. Ever since then they've been strangely bumping into each other as if it's destiny. Freya is on a short jog where she stops infront of a...
