I just couldn't wait to post it! How hard i try haha. So i hope you like my new story. Please say what you think, and for the people that don't know me, i will update everyday, even if it is a short chapter. So read my other story's :
1: 'It All Started With A Tweet (Complete)
2: 'I don't Need A Babysitter (Complete)
3: 'Nobody Understands (Complete)
So enjoy!
Disclaimer: i don't own anything :(
Chapter 1 Not Him!
I sat in class, besides cassidy, on the other side of me Austin Moon. Just my favourite people. (Note the sarcasm) I have no friends in this class, well. i think Bella is Nice, but the rest is shit. All those groups of populars. All fake, nothing real. Austin and i have something special. Not in a good way. We hate each other since kindergarten. We were the opposite, different. He was ' cool '. The way he called himself, i know, cocky right! I'm the loser, he called me that, i think i'm a loser too, but he is a perv, he flirts with every girl exept for me. Thank god! And he always has that nasty comments on everyone, such a dirty minded boy.
"We are going to a special place for our trip"
"Where are we going?" screamed someone behind me.
"That is still a secret. Take summer clothes with you because it can be pretty hot. You are all tomorrow at school on 9. We take the bus to the plane. "it was quiet in the classroom.
"Can you chose where you sit in the plane?" asked Dallas.
"No, the spots are selected in advance." you heard children groaning in the class.
"So i will see you all tomorrow, and have a nice day. You all can go now "spoke the teacher. We all walked out and i jumped in the car of my older brother Mike. "How was school?" he asked opening the carby for me.
"Thanks" i said.
"Well ... Tomorrow is the trip, we are going away for 2 weeks. "i said excited.
"2 weeks without you, i don't know if I'm going to enjoy myself without you." he said sarcasticly. I slapped his arm playfully.
"I'm gonna miss you to bro" i said while rolling my eyes.
When we were home i ran into the house. It was already late. I packed everything i needed, makeup? No, i didn't wore makeup. Maybe that was the reason boys never liked me but i didn't care, if a boy didn't liked me for me but only for my makeup, he was an ass. Like all the boys. I hated them actually, exept for my friend Dez, my father and my brother Mike. Dez and Trish were in another class, a class lower than me, I was disappointed that I would be without friends for 2 weeks. How would I survive that? I pulled out my songbook/diary and put it in my suitcase.
The next morning went fast. The bus trip was long and boring. I wrote in my diary the whole trip. At the plane I stood in line to load my suitcase. When I picked up my bag Austin came. Uggh! He bumped against me causing my suitcase to fall on the ground. I sighed.
"Go away Austin." i said trying to act as normal as possible.
"No" he said simple.
"What?" i asked confused.
"I'm not, i need my suitcase too you know" he said. With that he took his suitcase and threw it in the box. With difficulty I threw my suitcase in there also. We walked with everyone in the airplane, I hugged my diary against my chest. My place was designated. I was in the middle of the plane, right by the window. I stared out the window for a while, a song started to play on my iPod. Marilyn Monroe by Nicki Minaj. I sang along quietly.
I can be selfish Feel so impatient Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe I'm insecure yeah I make mistakes Sometimes I feel like I'm at the end of a road
I can get low I can get low Don't know which way is up Yeah I can get high, I can get high Like I could never come down
Call it a curse Or just call me blessed If you can't handle my worst You ain't getting my best Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Its like all the good things They fall apart like like Marilyn Monroe
Truth is we mess up Till we get it right I dont want to end up losing my soul
I can get low, I can get low Don't know which way is up Yea I can get high, I can get high Like I could never come down
Call it a curse Or just call me blessed If you can't handle my worst You ain't getting my best Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Take me or leave me I'll never be perfect believe me I'm worth it So take me or leave me So take me or leave me Call it a curse Or just call me blessed If you can't handle my worst You ain't getting my best Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Suddenly i heard someone sitting down next to me. I dared to look beside me to see fucking Austin Moon. He had the same face as me. Shock. Shit, this was going to be the worst flight ever!
So what do you think? I hope you all like it, tomorrow there will be another chapter! Byeeezzz