
I groaned at my mum's voice as I rolled out of bed. "Just popping out!" She screeched. Yep, thanks mum. It's a Saturday, and I've already woken before my bodies natural waking time. I decided it was probably time for me to get up at the amazing time of 9:30, and get myself dressed. I dragged my feet into the bathroom, and stepped into the shower quickly. I washed my hair and body, shaving my legs too. I do not want to look like a cactus. I stepped out after about five minutes and pulled my hair up into a wet bun. I picked up my pajamas, and threw them on the wash-pile. I made my way into my bedroom, and head to my wardrobe, to pick out an outfit. I chose something casual. A pair of denim shorts and a black top with Marilyn Monroe on. I also slipped on a pair of boots, and grabbed a black knitted jumper to pull over the top. I sat myself down in front of the mirror, and started on my makeup. I applied a thin layer of foundation, some blusher, a little bit of eyeliner and some mascara. I applied some red lipstick too, and after that I was done. I redid my hair also, pulling it up into a better bun, and head downstairs for some food. "I'm bored." Louis whined down the phone. "Shame" I replied, munching on a slice of toast. "Come over?" He asked. "No." I replied. "Please" He whined, and I could only imagine his lips jutted out into a pout. "Okay, fine. What will we do though?" I asked. "Um... bake... things?" He questioned. "You? Baking? We're all dead" I giggled. "Excuse me <b>...</b>
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