An icy blast caressed my body as my mother whipped my duvet off my previously comfortable body. "Wakey wakey " she chimed.
"Ugh go away"
"I don't care how tired you are but our neighbours have been round"
"And what's that supposed to mean" I moanedvrolling over-early mornings were not my thing.
"It means that were going round for coffe in half an hour"
"Fine I'll get up"
"They have a boy your age so make an effort, there's no harm in having lots of friends" she commented whilst leaving my room. I lay in my bed for another five minutes and then I remembered; nico was my next door neighbour. He must be the boy my mum was talking about. I crawled out of bed and into my ensuite shower, I wrapped a towel around me and tied up my long hazel hair on top of my head. I was yet to un pack so I just picked the clothes off the top of a box labeled 'Zara's clothes'. I put on my high waisted black jeans and a cropped celestial top with moons and starts dotted everywhere. I blow dried my hair and let it hang loose.
"Hurry up we don't want to be late" my mum yelled to me.
Quickly, I applied some make up and ran down the stairs to meet her.
"I'm ready".
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The boy with lemon coloured hair
FanfictionZara feels like her life is falling apart in front of her eyes when she moves to germany, but when a lemon head boy stumbles into her life things aren't always as bad as they seem.
