Meet Hayley a 16 year old aspiring rockstar. What happens when you throw Ryan Ross into the mix.
I groaned as my alarm clock went off. I swear i was going to smash that little black and grey box off the wall someday. I rolled myself out of bed and went to open my curtains. I screamed as a cat jumped onto the windowsill. I also screamed when my step-mother decied to scream up the stairs at me. Hey so i'm a little overdramatic...sometimes. I heard my step-mother trying to wake my brother Luke up. Hehe the way she's gonna go round doing it is gonna get her kicked in the face. I officially hate Mondays. Waking up early after an awesome weekend of hanging out with my four best friends, watching movies and playing video games. The worst part of all, School. It's not that i hate school. I'm actually quite smart and enjoy most of the subjects it's just gettinh up early and having to deal with Jocks and plastci girls who think being orange and over 30% fake is healthy and attractive.
I'm their complete opposite though. I've got deathly pale skin, piercing bright blue eyes, dyed blue hair, a lip ring and i wear completely different clothes to them. They wear revealing tops a shorts skirts that are so short i don't think they can even be classified as a skirt complete with matching shoes and a handbag with its own matching dog. Where as i prefer to wear skinny jeans in an array of colours, converse or vans and band t-shirts and shirts.
Today i decided on a superman logo t-shirt, black skinny jeans and blue high-top converse. I picked up my I-Pod and my white I-Phone4 and headed towards the bathroom. As i walked past Luke's room i saw that my step-mother still hadn't managed to get him up. I went in and decided to give her some help. "Luke get your ass out of bed now!" To emphsise my point i tore the covers of his bed and opened his curtains. He groaned and swore revenge on me later. Hah as if he was gonna get me back. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I then attempted to sort out my ocean coloured hair with straighteners. It actually turned out quite well. I then headed downstairs. I also forgot to mention that i live with one of those plastic girls, more importantly the head plasitc girl. My mother left me,my father and my brother Luke when i was four and Luke was just born so that makes him twelve if im sixteen. My father remarried when i was eight and Luke was four. Clarissa,my step-mother, wasn't that bad. She was a stay at home cook and clean kinda woman. No one can beat Clarissa's cookies. Her daughter on the other hand looked like she had been baked in an oven for three hours too long. Megan or "Megz" as her friends call her was orange, fake and a complete popularity whore with a massive ego. We hate eachother and Luke hates her too but lets his hate out by pranking her every chance he gets. To be honest some of his pranks are hilarious(?) She taunts me every chance she gets. She has dyed blonde hair with about $500's worth of extensions, orange faked tanned skin (i think a wotsit is paler than her.) a pink vest top with a pale blue skirt which is so short it looks like a belt with pink heels and in her handbag her rat of a dog Coco. Our "parents" got us a dog each and my dog Gloria is currently trying to catch her tail but failing and bumping into everything. I grabbed and apple and headed towards the bus stop.
A/N so that's just an intro chapter which kinda sucks but i promise that the story gets better as it goes on. I'll add more chapters if people think it's worth it but if not i'll probably still upload them anyway. Ryan appears in the next chapter. I'll probably have the next chapter up sometime later today or tomorrow. Sorry if i cause offence to anyone with any of the names used in this story.
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'Till next time.