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"Kelsey, darling, are you up yet?" My mothers voice floated up stairs. I grunted and rolled over, ducking my head underneath the quilt. I must of only been asleep for a few hours, it couldn’t be time for school yet. Maybe I just wouldn’t go in- fake an illness. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea to me. "Kelsey?"

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OH my god, she was determined. Why couldn’t she just let me sleep? She knew that I wasn’t a morning person. A few more hours really could not hurt... actually, I didn’t even mind going into school late. Feeling how I was now, the teachers would be better off that way. I definitely could NOT put up with Mr Hedges today. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I thought about the way our English teacher rambled on, most of the time, in his lessons, it was like his mouth was moving, but all I could hear was a slur of words. Nope. I definately couldn’t handle that today.

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I groaned. That bloody alarm clock was getting on my nerves. I reached over the turn it off, hoisting myself up into a sitting position as I did so. There was a knock on my door. "Kelsey... you’ll be late for school, honey. I have to leave for work soon, you want a lift, right?" She was working earlies? God d****t. I wish I’d known that before. "Okay Mum, I’m coming". I pulled myself out of bed and listened to my mums footsteps fade across the landing. Then, I slowly opened my door and stumbled to the bathroom, still half asleep. I gasped when I saw my reflection in the mirror. My curly dark brown hair that came down to my shoulders was sticking up everywhere. My beautiful green eyes (the only feature of me I actually liked at the time) were red and puffy. God, did I look rough.

After a lot of taming, I managed to pull my locks back into a relatively decent ponytail, and a bit of make-up sorted out the eye problem. Then I was just left withjust oneproblem. What to wear. Being a size 16, I knew that I was quite a bit larger than most of the girls in my school, and I really took that into consideration when trying to find and outfit. Skinny jeans, as beautiful as they were, did not flatter my figure. Eventually, I settled on a pair of black combats and a khaki shirt. By this time, I was running majorly late.

"Kelsey!! We’re running late!" My mothers usually calm voice now sounded panicked. "Our new boss starts today,I can’t be late!" Oh Crap. I grabbed a jacket and ran down stairs, my Airwalks in my hand. I plonked myself on the bottom step and put my shoes on in a hurry. "God, I’m sorry mum, i didn’t mean to make you late." I called to her. She came round the corner, ready for work as usual. Her dead straight jet black hair was hanging lose, her fringe over one eye, she was wearing a smart blouse and a pair of black trousers, and she had a clipboard under her arm. How on earth was I so un-organised? It definitely didn’t come from my dad... I thought about all of this as we rushed to the car.

My mum had a stunning red Honda Civic, and just sitting in it calmed me down. I clambered into the front seat and fumbled with my seat belt. My mum started the radio and we took off, racing down the road. Of course, I wasn’t going to be late, my mum always dropped me off early. School didn’t start until 8.30. She started work at 8. It was 7.50 now. Luckily we only lived a few minutes away from the school. I turned the radio up louder as I heard Kings of Leon come on. The whole car was vibrating. My mum looked at me and smiled. We shared the same taste in music pretty much. We pulled into the deserted school car park, and my mum pulled up in her usual spot. Suddenly, and very loudly, my stomach rumbled. I’d been running that late this morning that I'd forgotten to have anything to eat. I blushed red, embarrassed.

My dad had always said that letting your stomach rumble was like declaring to the world: see! I don’t even feed myself properly! My mum laughed at me, knowing only too well what I was thinking. She indicated to her bag, on the floor by my feet. I looked at her, confused. She motioned for me to open it. I did. Inside, were two chocolate croissants. "I thought you might get hungry" she said. I murmured thanks and climbed out of the car. I watched her drive away to work, and I thought to myself: "That woman knows me too well"

 

 

 

Reviews

[Looouise]

VV I agree with Chris.
There wasn't much of a story line and there is no apparent reason as to why this story is being written or said for that matter by Kelsey.
All stories start with a problem, and right now that hasn't happened, you've just explained a morning, and it's not enough to hook someone.
But on the whole, the description is good. :]

[Chris]

It's off to a pretty good start so far, though I can't necessarily say I'm hooked onto the story just yet; there isn't too much of a narrative hook in this chapter, which could possibly pose as a problem. There are also a few minor errors here and there that you could probably find if you went back and read through it. I do like how the character is portrayed though b/c we easily get a good glimpse of her personality.