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So this is me, LittleKitten. My name is Freya. I didn't used to like my name but it has grown on me over the years. I am a typical teenager, stroppy, hormonal and full of attitude.
Who am I. First things first, My name is Lakesza. I know, I know. It's a little weird and quite unique. But what can I say. It's something given to me. Maybe, even meant for me. But don't worry.
I don't know if this is a bit late or not but I thought I'd give it a go. My name is Bethany but everyone calls me Beth.
Hey, Again sorry. I am really sorry that's it's been so long. It is here and this one has a little bit of a twist.... You will see. Just enjoy. Oh and please repost.
@LittleKitten's challenge. Hi, I'm Meg, though most of you will know me as Meggie2012. My real name is Megan but almost no one calls me that. I'm half Scottish, a quarter English and a quarter Irish.
I wipe the steam from the bathroom mirror and stare at my reflection. A young boy of eighteen, his dark brown hair an unruly, wet mess, looks glumly back.
(6)Kendall ~Kendall's POV~ "Should we wake him?" a familiar, young, female voice asked quietly, and immediately after, someone responded. "Nah…yesterday was a long day for him.
A hand appeared in front of my face, I grabbed onto it as my rescuer pulled me to my feet. I squeezed my eyes shut as the familiar feeling of dizziness.
Happy birthday darling I hear, as I awake with quite a fright My mother greeting me with Champagne and flowers Well isn't this a sight Kiss and kind words all round As the magic day begins Opening...
Hey guys, Sorry it's been so long.... But it's here now. Could you please repost and tell me what you think of my story in the comments. Thanks guys... Chapter 8 “Hello” I said into the phone.
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(4)Kendall ~Kendall's POV~ “Alright, that’s the last of it,” James said, patting one of the suitcases that was sitting beside him.
3 Immediately, i got a reply* Hey Hannah, yeah I'd love too, shall I come over now or shall we meet up. Cya soon x Dyl x* My heart began to quicken, and I blush to myself...AHHHHH!!.
#4 He was back again, his ice blue eyes were a contrast to his pale skin and deep brown hair. He was intriguing and Lexi wanted to know more about him.
Chapter 8 <> 1 WEEK LATER• I had been in and out of hospital for appointments etc all week. Dad was Living in a motel. He visited home loads to see me. "Can I talk to you?" Jake asked me one...
Hey guys, Hope you enjoy this. It's chapter 6. Repost please. Thanks Chapter 6 “So where are you taking me?” I said as soon as I got down the stairs and into the kitchen.
50th Opuss!!!!!. I decided to get the plane. Where. Maybe this was a crazy idea. I should go back to them and carry on. But I want to have my own life and that's what I'll do.
I stretched awake, pulling the thick white duvet up to my neck, snuggling into the plush cover. A wave of excitement passed through me as I remembered where I was.
Any ideas for a title as I simply can not think of one. .............. .................. .............. I felt springy and light as I stepped from the house into the weak Saturday sun.
Alright!. Thanks once again to all the positive comments about "My Brother's Best Friend".
Some people dont like swearing so I got rid of a few :P this is a MUST-READ chapter!. You HAVE to!. Oohhh I woke up feeling dazed and dizzy. What happened.
Well.....this is it. The final chapter. I made it long for you guys though :) I just wanted to say thank you to EVERYONE for reading My Brother's Best Friend...it was definitely lots if fun to make.
I looked in the mirror and was pleased with what I was wearing. I had on an Abercrombie t-shirt with dark blue skinny jeans. I just need a little something to go along.
He was out there for ages.... Mom came around. "Zack what are you doing. You can go inside you know." "Yeah but it's locked" "Huh?!. Rose. Open this door now!" Mom said.