The Quite Maliciously Brutal And Inhumane Life Of Me.

Let's get things straight. I am Becky, soon to be the new J.K Rowling, but better. I am quite a blonde, physically and mentally, and I have blue eyes. I'm small for my age and I'm skinny. My friends are part of my life too. There's Cerys, a brunette who is a few centimetres taller than me, but kinda crazy. Katlyn, a strawberry blonde with weather changing eyes and freckles all over her face. (But I have more.) She's tres sportif! Then there's Beth, who's died her hair so many times it's gone from blonde to red to purple to black and.. Well you get it. I've got my brother Adam. Let's say he's moody. Cute. But moody. There's my mum, Lee, who is profoundly deaf. And there's my cats. Polly, who is lazy and sleeps in Adams room 97% of the time. And there's Daisy. My beautiful baby cat who is so cute! She does tricks for me and it's very cute. Did I mention that she's cute?
Anyway! So this is my life!
Let me take you through my.. 90% of the time ritual. By that I mean I follow it 90% of the time. I get up at half six, with Daisy on my belly, taking a quarter of an hour to get her off. Then I go downstairs and have breakfast, and watch the news till it hits 7. I get dressed and finally pack my bag by quarter to 8, waiting until 8 to leave.
So why should you keep on reading? Well you don't have to. This is the end. Of chapter one, anyway.