Name's Lynee. Something like Lychee, except the 'chee' is replaced by 'nee', so it comes out like 'Lynee'. So you read the 'Ly' from 'Lychee', and the 'nee' as 'knee'. Get it yet? No? Give it up, I've always sucked at explanations. Yes, my name's weird, live with it
suckers! That's what you get for having parents who name their dog Lychee.
Okay, so I was lying about the 'Lychee' dog, my dog's name's Max. Simple, cute, perfect. Totally unlike mine. I have no idea why I was practically called Lychee. I mean, where's the damn link? Which is, you know, typical.
Most people mispronouce my name, turning it into something like 'Line'. Which is annoying indeed. But my besties call me Lyn(Lean) for short, which I don't mind. In fact, I found it prettier than my actual name, so I left it to that.
So, I live a typical teenage life, those kind who deliciously fantasizes about hot bastards every now and then. Lemme introduce you to my sweet lil' bitches of mine, Reni, Nicole and Alexandra.
Reni(Ray-knee), also known as Rene(Rean), is my childhood friend, who had been with me through thick and thin. She was always there when I need her. But she can also be a pain in the ass. Since we are room mates, I
always had to practically kick her ass outta her oh-so grand water bed(Yes, she's filthy rich.), and drag her into th toilet to splash some daylights into her pig face. Or I could have a lil' fun and scream at her, "Fire! Get up, Rene! Hurry!!" And poor, unglam, Reni would burst out of our room, only to realise there wasn't any fire, and the girls from our dorm would be staring at her, her bed hair, and her georgous strawberry PJs. And I would be laughing my butt off at her cherry-red face, escaping into the toilet when she throws a furious pillow my way. I doubt she'll even budge when there's a real fire next time.
Enough of Reni, let's move on to Nicole. Nicole was the one who came up with our nicks. Lyn(me), Rene(Reni), Cole(Nicole) and Alex(Alexandra). She totally has a hell lot of fashion sense, which is what made the guys drool, and our clique popular. Cole and I have alot fashion in common(I guess that was what brought us together), we adore skinny jeans, mini skirts, long-sleeved turtlenecks, glamorous winter-jackets, and of course not to miss out, stockings and boots! When in desperate measures for clothings, Cole the fashion police is here!
Next up! Put on your anti-hormones sunglasses, 'cause Alexandra the love expert is here!
I was joking. No, seriously. ALEX DON'T KILL ME I'M SORRY! NOOOOO!
It seemed like something has happened to the reporter. Another commercial will be broadcasted. Thank you for your coorperation.I'm a lame and immature punk. I live in Candy Land so refrain from giving me too much sweets. I'll grow fat.
Well, Alex is an energetic, awesome, love expert like nothing in the world! She had fixed every love problems no matter simple or complex, though she herself doesn't have a guy. What a pity. She absolutely adores romance novels, her eyes turning all goo-goo like whenever a love scene pops up. You can almost see the sparkles and hearts all around her, so much that we had to bring sunglasses or our eyes would burn away from the dazzling, extreme, fantasizer. Among all the craziness, she's a real loyal friend.
Enough with introductions. Let's come back to reality. Friday was per normal, gathering at our normal spot, a deserted stairway in our school, discussing about our outing tomorrow.
"We
so have to check out Catwhiskers! They have the most glamorous, georgous skirts!" Gushed Cole.
"Not forgetting the bookstore! I
so have to buy Sweet Seduction's third series!" Sighed Alex dreamily.
"Oh! Lyn, we
so have to check out those awesome over-the-meter-georgousness guys at the beach! I swear I'll melt!" Rene said, fanning herself at the thought.
Then they babbled at the same time, on and on. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hey chill! My head's spinning with all of your ideas!" I shouted above the commotion, pressing my palms to my ears.
They stared at me, stared at each other, and broke into their excited babble again. I shook my head at them and looks around, suddenly noticing something strange with the sky. It seemed almost.. pink! Which was weird. Since it was morning, and it should not not be pink. I blinked and the sky returned to its usual baby blue.
Their babble musta have gone into me.♥♥♥Dusk falls upon us, and I noticed that the sky was redder than usual. But I left that aside, thinking it wasn't important. I switched on my PC and it blinked to life. While I waited for my computer to boot up, Max padded into my room and snuggled my legs. I ruffled his head, "Did you notice the sky's color today, Max?" I said absent-mindedly.
Maybe homework's got me messed up.Suddenly, Max let out a small yelp and dashed off to the direction of his cage.
I stared after him wide eyed,
the food call, I guess. And returned my attention to the computer.
