2. Not The Sentence I wanted to hear
" Brie, guess what?". Mom said to me. "What is it mom, I'm busy" I sighed wanting to run up to my room to Skype my best guy friend Mitch, I know what it looks like but we've been there, done that and got the tshirt so were just friends, and I want to get out of my horrible school outfit, a horrible white tee with a black itchy skirt when all I want to wear is shorts and a baggy jumper with my frilly socks and converses or VANs. And at school I have to hide my hair as its "bad for the schools reputation" with a blond wig just so I don't get expelled but most teachers didn't care when I first dyed it, especially my favourite teacher from Art, Mr Deighton. "Come on mom, spit it out!" I yelled, getting impatient. "Ok , well me and Bob are getting married!" She shrieked almost deafening me. "Your marrying Natalie Weir's dad! Mom you can't I hate Natalie!" I yelled, storming upstairs to my horrible pink room covered in metal band posters. I picked up my horrible laptop to Skype Mitch, I still did kinda like him but I knew he wouldn't come back after what happened between us, I had to tell Mitch what mom had sprung on my so suddenly. I turned on the laptop or what I call craptop which takes ages to turn on so I got changed jntovmy denim shorts, showing some of my scars and my Pierce The Veil jumper with my black frilly socks before pulling my blond mop of fake hair out and shaking my candyfloss locks free And putting in my daisy flower crown and by then the craptop was loaded and Skype had popped up. I called Mitch and his tanned face popped up. "Hey babes, what's up?" He said, smiling at me like he always does. "No, moms just dropped a massive bombshell on me, she's marrying that slaggy Natalie Weir's dad so we will either move in with them or they'll have me live with us" I sighed, Trying to block out Natalie's orange makeup covered face. We spoke for a few hours like we always do and ended our call with blowing a kiss like we always did. "Good luck honey" he said, blowing his kiss and logging off. Mitch was surely the bestest friend I could ever have, he gave me such good advice about slaggy Natalie and her father.