hey guys!!!
just to let you know... maybe a few little spelling mistakes and
really this story was an english short story thingie... something i gave up on
but seems as you people like it i shall continue!!!
enjoy your read
- from tinny
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Amber-Lee's POV
'honey? are you awake' a familar voice spoke. 'honey, are you going to get up and see what i have for you? i have pancakes!'
"mmm, five more minute mum'
what was she thinking? Come to think of it, i do feel like pancakes. i slowly opened my eyes.
'okay im up, what is it?' i sat up and pulled my glasses on, to see a smiling Taylor with both hands behind her back.
'miss Amber-lee, i have a gift from your dearest mother' she pulled out a rectanglar box ' happy birthday honey.'
i cant believe i forgot my own birthday, the 28th of september. Taylor handed the purple box to me and watched as i opened it.
behind the white tissue paper. i stopped. i pulled out the most gorgouse pair of skinny jeans i have ever seen, next was a really cute leather jacket!
'aww mum thank you so much, i love you' i got up from bed and gave Taylor a huge hug. i pulled back to put my new cloths againest myself.
'i know Amie, ohh hurry up or you'll be late for school' with that she left me to get ready.
i desided for school i will wear my new jeans and jacket. i also put on a pale yellow shirt on, before pulling my hair into a messy bun. one things for sure i dont usually wear this kind of stuff. i would usually wear a shirt bagge jeans and a jumper. but today was a little different.
when it comes to social things, i just dont want to take part in it what so ever. being invisable has some advantages i guess. like... ohh i dont have to do work as offen, i get my homework done at school, and.. then theres the disadvantages. i hate drawing attention to myself its like im the bug under a microscope just sitting there under a bright light.
~yea Penns never going to notice you!~
wait, wat the--
'honey breakfast it ready!' taylor yelled from the kitchen, cutting off my train of thought.
'coming!' i yelled back, i igornored the stupid voicein my head. usually it gives me shit about how shy i am and how i have no friends. before i left the comfort of my room i throw a pair blue ballet flats and grabbed my book bag. heading down the stair i wondered what the time was.
'hey mum i was just wondering if--' she just stair at me 'what wrong? is the house on fire?'
she just shoke her head.
'no honey you look really... different... ohh can i do your hair properly please' my mother begged.
'arr no mum i got a thing going on so... its only natural...' moving around my mum, i gave the pancakes a hungry glare 'im just going to take a few of these'
'okay Ammmmmmber-lee' she drew out my name 'remember i will be home late, theres some pizzia in the freezer okay?'
i looked over at my mother. she had the same brown-gold hair as me and thats where the simailartes end. where she has cyrstal blue eyes, i had intense green. she was about a few incies shorter then me, in fact i was just a little taller then most girls at my school.
