Author: forgetmenotflowers PM
Alyssa was just like every other moody teenager, she of course hated change, she's stubborn, she's quirky in her own special way, and argued with her older brother. Yeah, just like any normal teenager! That may be why she has problems speaking to the two Thorn boys... Yeah, she'll just blame it on being an awkward teenager - -' Rating may go up!Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,509 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 11-01-12 - Published: 07-15-12 - id: 8322408
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HELLO! :D So before I begin this story, I will apologise for my terrible spelling, grammar, and spelling errors :) Yes, I am pretty horrible with this kind of stuff but hey, it's fun do why not? :D I hope you enjoy this story as I will writing it! Im quickly going to say that I only own Alyssa, her mother Izzy and Alyssa's brother Paul. ON WITH THE STORY!
I sat there, and aimlessly stared out of the grimey window. To say that the window was clean, was of course an untrue statement. Everything in my room screamed 'BORING', the white peeling paint on the walls was like the wall crying 'PLEASE GIVE ME COLOUR'. I sighed, and brought the bottle of juice to my lips, greedily swallowing the substance. I covered my hand with my long, sleeved T-shirt, and wiped away some of the dirt to get a better view of the light blanket of snow. How come everything in this place had no colour? I'm sorry if I am wrong, but the last residents must've been really lame. I glanced down at my drink bottle, realising that nothing was left; I threw the empty bottle on the floor. The only sound I could hear was the boisterious clock standing in the corner of my room. I glared in annoyance at the clock; deciding that my seat wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing I have sat on, I stood up, and stretched my aching muscles. I shivered slightly, unsuprisingly the air was cold. I sat down on the cold sheets of my bed, curled into a ball, and let my dark blue sweater engulf me. I stared at the phone next to me, my gut told me that my mother or someone would phone and ask if I was ok alone. As predicted, the phone blared out 'Love me dead' by Ludo. I lazily brought the phone to my ear, and pressed the green button.
"Hey Honey! How are you?" I exhaled rather loudly, and decided the truth would be best.
"Honestly? I'm bored to death! Couldn't you have gotten the heating, and electric working before you left mum?" I asked; my voice sounded whiney, and desperate. I scoffed, it wasn't like she could do anything about it.
"Come on Alyssa! You know you'll have to wait until tomorrow when Paul comes." I sighed, not really liking the sound of seeing my over-enthuesiastic brother.
"But mum-" I complained.
"But nothing, you know there's nothing I can do about it! All we can do know is just wrap up warm, and be mature about the situation-" Huh, mature? She's the one that made me move in the first place! "-And I know you're probably rolling your eyes at me right now, but... look I know it's hard Honey, but we've got to pull through. Ok?" I nodded, I knew she couldn't see me but she didn't have to know I gave up this easy!
"Whatever." I mumbled.
"I'll make it up to you..." I grinned wildly, she knew what I wanted, and I definitely knew what I wanted.
"So I get-" I wiggled my eyebrows.
"To paint your own room, yes." I mentally cheered, already thinking about the different patterns and colours.
"Great!" I was smiling like the Cheshire cat from Alice In Wonderland. I glanced around at all of the white space on the walls, I knew I would have a long day a head of me but it was better than just sitting here!
"I'll see you soon! Make sure you don't go anywhere while I'm gone!" Does she hoenstly think I'm stupid? It's snowing outside, and the temperature inside wasn't exactly any warmer! Why would I go out in the snow, when I had no place to stay warm!
"I wont mum! Bye." I hung up, and carelessly threw the phone next to me, making it bounce slightly further away then I wanted it too. I made a groaning noise before laying back in my pathetic fetal position. I tapped in time to the clock as it ticked, and thought about my old home. Sure it wasn't that much better than this but at least it had heating... AND colour! I bit my lip, and finally decided what I wanted to do in my spare time. I quickly sat up, blink a few times to clean the blur from my eyes and stood up. I scrambled to my bags and searched through the smaller one. I grinned wildly as I pulled out a wooden box full decorated with different symbols and opened it. There sat my many pencils, I picked the perfect one and placed the tip against the wall. I closed my eyes, keeping the image of 'what could be' in my mind and opened them again. I wasn't the best artist in the world, but it gave me a sense of warmth. I began lightly tracing the outlines of a lily, and squinted my eyes in concentration. The time kept ticking on; more and more of the flower was starting to show. I took a tiny step back, and nodded in approval. I put the pencil back on the white wall and began drawing more flowers entwining, and dancing around eachother. I sighed happily and stretched my cramped hand. I wiped my forehead, I saw my dream place full of flowers, birds, and streams. I had three more walls to do but I wasn't in a rush to finish them. I heard the front door open and slam shut.
"Alyssa! Honey, help me with the bags please." I sighed like any normal teenager would, and ran down stairs. I had to hold back my snicker, my mum was covered with snow and her face didn't look very amused. I took the two heavy bags from her, and placed them on the steps behind me "Alyssa, take them upst-"
"I will in the minute! Mum, do we have any food?" She frowned then brought her hand to her face "You forgot the food?" I exclaimed, my voice was high pitch in worry and shock.
"Dammit!" She muttered, she brushed past me and towards the kitchen. She opened the friged, and shook her head. She pulled out a jar of pickles, and sheepishly smiled "Want pickles tonight?" I rolled my eyes, but smiled at her anyway.