Love Is A Strong Word by Victoria Onisuru (reading books for 5 year olds TXT) 📖

As I ran down the stairs to get my purple hi-tops, it was my first day of being a senior and I was going to be late. I quickly put on my shoes as I contemplated what I was going to eat for breakfast. My mum had left the house for work and forgot to wake me up and my twin sister Ashley just wanted me to be late as usual. School wasn’t the best thing ever for me but I enjoyed seeing the regular fights and the trashing of greeks but other than that I didn’t really enjoy it. I am a well behaved student I do all my homework when needed, I passed every test that I had to do but I couldn’t say the same for my twin sister, Ashley. We are both popular but she did everything to make sure that boys adored her; girls wanted to be her like and boys wanted her. She would purposely dress like a hoodlum for 1 month so that she would have tom girls after her. On the hand I didn’t dress to impress anyone, I was kind and sensitive to myself and other people.
I hurried outside on to the patio when I noticed that Ashley took the Bentley and that left me with the BMW sport car. It has a fingerprint car opening so that I didn’t need to find a key to open it, the silver colour made me fall in love with it. I hopped into the car and pressed the engine to start it. I quickly turned on the radio to KISS 100 radio station which was playing Justin Bieber and Chris Brown ‘Next to You.’ I am not personally a great fan of Justin Bieber but I loved this song so I sang along. I arrived to school 10 minutes earlier than I expected but there wasn’t any room for me to park my car so I had to park it outside the school gates and walk into school. I had gotten my timetable last semester so I was familiar with what classroom I had to be in. As I entered the classroom I noticed that all the boys had already surrounded Ashley, causing girls to sigh in depression. She had now got restive and walked away from the bubbling crowd that had surrounded her. She started to walk towards me, “Hey, Angie sorry about this morning it looked like you were having a good dream so I didn’t want to wake you” she said to me. “Hey, no it’s cool and I wasn’t having a dream anyway” I lied to her. “Of course you weren’t, was about Daniel because I could get him to like you,” she said irksomely. Daniel had been the boy that I had secretly had a crush on for 5 years it was like he didn’t notice me in anyway but he noticed my ‘gorgeous’ sister so I decided to dress like Ashley. After 1 week of total impenetrability of matching fabrics I decided to relinquish and started dressing in my normal form making.

As my English teacher Mr. Bakers walked into the classroom I left Ashley and went to my seat at the back of the classroom because it is the only place I could take notes without people saying mean stuff even though I am popular; people still like to see a popular person cry. My school was like the media, if you said or done something wrong they would criticise and judge you for it. “Angie Williams please report to the office immediately,” Our principal was calling me through the announcer. That was a first he would normally come to my classroom to give me the award but I was happy that he was calling me because I was starting to get bored in this lesson. I took my Mackenzie shoulder bag and walked out of the classroom. It wasn’t a long walk to his office because I was in one of the freshman’s form room. “Angie meet our new student Damien Williams, he will be in all your subjects and he has exceptional grades like you and I thought that you would be a good example for him.” As I turned my head towards the boy I expected to see a nerd with glasses but I was mistaken. He looked amazing his brown locks swished at his neck as he looked at me with his sea green, emerald eyes. Just by his smile my body tingled with emotions. He took the timetable given to him by Mr. Smyth (our principal) and we headed out of the door, “So Damien have you been around the school yet?” I asked him. “No not really,” he replied to me in his soft but still manly voice. “Do you mind at lunch time if I show you around,” I said trying not to show any emotion. “Sure, that would be great.”
We spent the whole day together in every lesson I took him there and we sat next to each other throughout the lesson and lunchroom. I was sure that my sister was a giving me a go ahead smile when she saw us walking to the lunch hall but I ignored her. At the end of the school day I saw him walking towards the bus stop. “Damien hop in, the bus only comes every hour and you’ve just missed one. You’ll get home quicker and faster if I drop you,” I told him. “Thanks Angie, I would have taken my car but it hasn’t arrived in England yet.” We talked and listened to music all the way to his house where I found out that he only lived 3 doors away from me. “Thanks for the ride and if your car has anything wrong with it call me and I will come and take you to school, okay” he said coolly “Sure but what time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow morning?” I catechize him. “You pick the time and I’ll be ready by then,” he replied to me. “Ok hmm what about 8:30am” “Okay that’s cool with me,” he replied and smiled at the same time. He’s smile made me melt like butter on pancakes. The rest of the day all I could think about was Damien with his perfect eyes and perfect tousled hair. He looked like an angel, everything about him was perfect. He was a dream come true to me. All night I couldn’t sleep even though for the first time ever my sister wasn’t snoring, my body knew I was tired but it was like they wanted me to see something or just wanted me not to sleep. Beep... my phone ringing, who would call ME at this sort of time. “Hello, who is this?" I asked wearily “Oh Angie your asleep, it me Damien. I’m very sorry if I woke you up, I’ll call you later then,” he said. “Nah it's cool, I couldn’t really sleep anyway,” I replied.
We talked all night until my thwarting mother walked in the door asking whether I remembered to shave my underarm this morning.
“Brrrrrnnng!” Rang my alarm; it was 7 am and my sister was already up trying to make herself all perfect. The thought of seeing Damien's handsome face sent my whole body into melting mode. I had know him for a day and he’s already doing that to me, choosing my clothes for school was really easy just dress like a tomboy for Monday, Wednesday and a normal girl for Tuesday and Friday. Well today was Tuesday so I decided to go with a red and black pock dots top with tight black jeans but I couldn’t decide to go with red or black pumps. “Ashley, which pumps do you think go better with this outfit the red or black?” “To be honest with you I think you should go with the red ones because they look absolutely stunning on you. Wait this because of the new boy you were hanging out with all yesterday?” she enquired me. I slipped on my red pumps, “1. He’s name is Damien. “2. What I decide to wear is decided by me and no it is not because of him,” I lied. My face was now turning red, “It is about him, and Angie’s go a crush Angie’s go a crush,” she sang in a child like voice. " “Real mature,” I said very sarcastically. “And yes it is sort of about him,” I whispered trying to hide my shame. A smile formed on my sister’s face which then formed into an aww which really made me redden. “K, so what time are you going to pick him up? cus you need the time you can get,” she was now walking over to her makeup drawer and brought out about 10 different shades of blusher. “Well I’m meant to be outside he’s house at 8:30 but he only lives 3 houses down from us,” a grin appeared from the corner of my lips just the thought of him filled my heart with joy. “Okay that gives us about 30 minutes I can work with that all I need to do is do a new hairstyle and add some makeup to your pale face!” “Ashley you do know we are twins right so if I have pale face so do you and I still want my natural face to show man” I sat the whole thing in stillness observing my sister work her magic. “huhh! Look at yourself I think you owe me a thank you,” she also observed her work and smiled like an artist looking at he’s finally piece. I stared at the mirror in complete awe; she did it she made me beautiful. “I’m guessing you like?” “Ashley it’s amazing and beautiful I love you man.” “I think you should be on your way now because you are going to be late and 1 late thing.” She went over to her draw and pull up a case and opened it... there was the most stunning necklace made up white gold. “Ashley, I can’t...” “Yes you can and you will,” she interrupted me and went behind my gently did the necklace around my neck. I hugged her tightly and quickly ran down the stairs and out of the house. I hoped into the BMW and zoomed out of the garage and stopped 3 doors later to see Damien dressed in a snapback hat, a baseball jacket and shoes to die for black and red Nike dunks. He looked outstanding I simply starred at this boy who seemed to take away my breathe every glance I gave him . till locked away in my day dream he gently knocked the window “can I come in ,”
“Ye.. Yeah sure!! Sorry I was day dreaming,” I said trying not to stare in his direction. He climbed into the car as I breathed I could smell his cologne fill my nose. It smelt incredible.