Hey everyone, this is my first Fanfiction so only constructive criticism please
Just to say, i own no rights to this story. They are Meg Cabots and Megs alone.
Plus if you find this bit boring, look out for the next couple of chapters in the next couple of days because they are more action packed :D
I bounced the ball against my door longingly. I had been grounded for almost a week for basically no reason! Well no apporpriate reason, according to mum. "Evelia, stop they" Mum shouted up the stairs. I sighed but just kept banging the ball, harder this time. It Wasn't. My. Fault! I thought in between bounces. Just because mum didn't have a social life when she was younger. Anyway, it went like this. Becca was having this totally cool party which obvs I was invited to. Mum knew there was alcohol so forbid me to go. I ignored her, of course, like she had done to Grandma when she was my age. A banging irregular to the ball bouncing against the wood woke me from my daze. "Evelia, please stop this" Mum called through the door. I caught the ball again, annoyed at this awful confinement. Mum opened the door warily and stepped inside. "Mum, its Eve for like the millionth time"I corrected her. She sighed loudly at me, her face plastered with annoyence and anxiety. "Eve, please stop. Its hard enough already" Mum confessed, sagging down onto my bed. Mum looked over to me and her eyes brimmed with tears. Mum had shown me pictures of her and Dad together before... before he had died. I looked almost exactly like him except I had brown hair instead of black. Mum had always told me dad wanted me when he had found out she was pregnant. How they'd met in high school, married then had me. There was a longer version but it would take, like forever to explain. So i'll just do it in bits. Basically, mum met dad when she was sixteen, he was her next door neighbour. He'd taken a while until he'd figured out that he'd liked her. Mum was still sitting on my bed, her eyes brimming with tears and her head in her hands. I hugged her tightly but still a little awkwardly. Mum then suddenly stopped crying, wiped her eyes and got up. "Anyway Evel- Eve, it's in the past now" She sighed. She said goodbye then left my room silently. My phone then started trilling annoyingly with the ringtone Becca had put on it. "Evelia De Silva" I answered profesionally. I was planning to be a receptionist after high school. "Omg, Eve, you sound like really posh" Becca exclaimed. I tittered nervously, even I knew difference was not aloud when you are friends with the most popular girl in the school. Just practising, you know" I lied. Thankfully, Becca believed me and got back on the subject that would change my life. "Do you wanna come to my pool party this weekend?"