In the aisle of Chocolates

Chapter uno-Tell it again

Valerie's Pov

6:33

"Where is your dad Valerie?" Tifany De Clive sneered at me. There's always that stupid question she always asks me at these teacher/student/parent meetings. One reason I hate her, out of well, to much to count. So I was at this meeting and this girl had to walk up to me and make me rage with fury. Typical. "Where is YOUR face under that mask of 1000 pounds of makeup?"I snapped back at her. I didn't want to talk about him. He's disgusting and disgraceful. And if I told Tifany, she wouldn't believe me. AND did I tell you she wears too much makeup for a 13 year old? She wants to be a model, so she puts the useless stuff on. She says her green eyes is a plus because people like models with colorful eyes. I say her eyes are vomit green, or a least green poisoned apples soaking from the blackish poison. I'm really bad at metaphors.

"Hmph," She narrowed her eyes at me, "What-ever." she pivoted, swaying her hips, going to her filthy rich parents. I smirked at her, but hen her parents turned to me and gave me looks of disgust. Snobs. Well honestly I can't say I'm different. I have a filthy rich 'father' who is snobby and cares too much about reputation. Stop thinking about that stupid idiot who doesn't give a fudge about others. I restrained myself from thinking about the douche and walked to my mum. "Mum can we PLEASSSSEE GO HOME?" I said to her. I 'm tired of Tifany taunting me about my supposed 'father' I thought in my head.      "Okay fine. These people tell really bad jokes,"  I snickered at what she muttered, "Unlike Ni- ahem. I mean unlike some of my old friends.." I knew what she was going to say. She'll never get over him. Even after 13 years...                                                                                                  

Stupid stupid Niall Horan.

10:09

"Honey, I want to tell you a story. It's about an average girl and a rich prince..."

I laughed at the memory. The first time mum told me of her love story. A true story about her and him. A few minutes after the meeting thing, we went home in silence, me and mum. It was awkward. When mum told me we were going to grab dinner at McDonald's because she was tired, I squealed and things went normal, until she mentioned I had the appetite of my father's. MEH I don't want to be like him! So after geting McDonald's, we went home in silence AGAIN. Fudge nuggets and popcorn...

So when we got home, we ate the McDonalds and just went to bed. Talk about hurt. I couldn't sleep so I moved around in my bed, got up and paced around my room, read a magazine that I found but threw it when I saw him on a page. Finally I gave up and went to my mum's room. I creaked the door open and found mum on her phone, head lying against the headboard. "M-mum?"I stammered. She looked up and gave me a small smile. "What's up?" She asked me. "Well I can't sleep. So can you tell me the story again?"I asked shyly. I was always acting shy when I asked this. I always wondered how mum would feel about telling me. Mum told me this story almost everyday just before bed and I always asked her how she felt when he asked her for her number. Sparks. That's what she said. I found it cute and adorable.

"Aww sure. C'mere." She patted the spot next to her. He could've been lying next to her in this spot if you hadn't come a voice came in my head. Urg. I climbed into bed next to her and leaned on her shoulder as she put her phone done and snuggled into the blanket. "Okay so once upon a time..."

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First chapter, short just wanna know what yah think.