Stole My Heart

" BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"
" Ugh, " I grunted, rolled over, and slammed my hand on my alarm clock to shut it off. I laid there for probably another five minutes before I finally threw the covers off of me, swung my legs over the side of my bed and against my will slipped my feet into my slippers.

I got up, stretched, and let out an enormous yawn. Then I walked over to the mirror and combed my hair. I winced as I pulled the knots out. I hated my hair, a dark, dirty blonde that frizzed whenever it got wet or humid. I hated it almost as I hated my eyes. They are a dark green, the color of a sewer (yes they are that bad). I am fair-skinned so instead of tanning I burn easily. I would call my self far from pretty. More like average-looking to put it gently. I am short around five foot four and skinny.

After I finished combing my hair and took a quick shower and went downstairs to eat. My older sister Holly was a sophomore in college and it has been a lot quieter since she left. No more listening to her yelling at people to chew with their mouth closed. (not that I do anyway).

Now notice how I said quieter, I most certainly did NOT say quiet. In fact my house is far from it! I have a younger brother Max, sister Kelly, brother Jordan, and the youngest, Sean. So, as you can see my house is never quiet. There is always someone running around chasing someone or something to complain or yell about.

My breakfast consisted of a bowl of cereal and some yogurt. After I finished eating, I went upstairs, got dressed, and straightened my hair. I don't wear make-up because #1: I don't look good in it. #2: I always feel like I have stuff all over my face. Then I grabbed my purse and ran downstairs, headed for work at the music store.

As I made my way downstairs I heard my mother yell, " How many times do I have to tell you kids not to run down the stairs?"

"Sorry mom!" I yelled down at her.

"Is that you Laurel?" she asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"What are you still doing here? You're going to be late for work!"

"Yeah, I know. I'm leaving right now. Love you!" and before I could hear her reply I had slammed the door and was in the car on my way to the music store.

Notes

Chapter One! First fan fiction. Hoping I did okay. Would really appreciate some feed back. Trust me it will get better. Also huge shout out to Noelle Tomlinson! Might have to ask you for some help.
- Love ya!