Hey HOA fans! This is my first story so please be nice! I hope you like it and I would really love to hear your thoughts on it!
Anyway; I hope you enjoy reading the 1st chapter and PLEASE REVIEW!
Based on the song: "She's Killing me" by A Rocket To The Moon.
Eddie's POV
(*Beep* *beep* *beep*)
"UGGGGHHHHH!" I moan. I reach out my hand and shut off my alarm.
Its 7am for crying out loud! I check the date on my phone. It's 14th of February. Valentines Day. "Will someone please remind me why im getting up this early? School doesn't start till 9 and you know I like to be fashionably late anyway!" I Mumble. "You said…...Valentines Day...Patricia?" I partly heard Fabian mutter. I Sit up and run a hand through my jacked up hair. "Don't mutter Rutter I can't hear you." I groan but chuckle softly to myself at one of my less funny ryhmes. I hear Fabian mumble something under his breath. "I Still can't hear you mate!" I Laugh. "I SAID HAHA VERY FUNNY!" Fabian shouts.
"OK dude there's no need to shout!" I say smiling. Fabian Starts to stutter for words but then picks up his pillow and throws it at my head. I manage to duck just in time and the pillow hits the wall.
"Oh yeah I was gonna make breakfast for Yacker!" I say throwing the covers back and jumping out of bed and rumaging through my wadrobe until I find my dreary school uniform. I get dressed and gel my hair up double-time.
"Ok now what's a traditional English breakfast? Toast? Cereal? Crumpets? Tee and Scones?" I Joke around, my voice becoming more stereo-type English with each idea. "You really are a true American aren't you Eddison Sweet?" Fabian growls with a false smile. "Ouch Dude why you gotta stoop so low?" I fake cry. "Oh Eddie I didn't mean to..." Fabian begins but I cut him off. "Dont worry about it I was joking." I smile. "Sausages, egg, beans, bacon, fried tomato's, Fried Mushrooms and fried bread." Fabian tells me. "What?" I ask. "That's what's in a traditional English breakfast." He says. I grab a pen and paper. "Ok can you repeat it?" I ask. So Fabian repeats the ingriedients. "...But no Tomato's or mushrooms. Patricia doesn't lke them." He explained.
I crossed them off the list. "Thanks Rutter I owe you one!" I gabble dashing out of the room with the pad of paper and my school bag. "My name's FABIAN!" I hear him shout as I run into the kitchen.
Sorry this chapter was so short but this was just a tester to see if you like it! Remember; i cant upload the next chapter until i know you like it or there's no point in doing so right? so ...
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