Divided Choice <3

Right so this is my first story , so comment and tell me what you think please !!

And if i should carry on (:

I groaned at the weight of the too many shopping bags causing my arms to suffer. They are close to breaking off and running away I’m sure of it. I stopped walking and stood on the inner half of the pavement. It took my friends a few seconds to realize I had stopped. Grace and Stephen walked back up to me.

"What’s the hold up?”Stephen asked.

I let out a huff. Raising my eyebrows at him, looking down at the bags I had dropped on the floor. He smirked in amusement.

"Here give me some” He offered trying to find a non-existent hand to hold another bag.

"Nah, its okay doesn’t strain yourself."I declined considering he was holding more than me anyway

"Grace, you know you could help" I said in a tone implying clearly what I was thinking, turning my head to face the tall emo girl, who is known to be my best friend. She had very choppy black hair, making each feature of her face very blunt. Especially her eyes, which was a green mixed in with a hint of blue, strange for her utterly pale face. She always wore skinny jeans and some sort of bright shirt.

People always took second glances when they saw us together. And I can’t blame them really; I’m much more casual than grace.

Outfits usually made with blends of cream and browns. My hair is chestnut brown, and quite long. My face was slightly tan, something I picked up from my dad. My eye were a light brown, very light brown, mistaken for yellow a few times.

Take the damn bags woman! I screamed mentally, glaring at her.

"Elizabeth." She replied, her tone superior. "Isn’t it bad enough that the slut in the nail shop looked at me like I belonged in a zoo when I asked for neon green nail polish?”

"Now you’re telling me that you won’t even do me the kindness of holding a few measly bags while they dry? Do you hate me that much? After spending our whole lives together you'd think we'd have some sort of a bond by now, don’t ya think? "

Grace may of been my Bff, but gosh sometimes she could be such a pain. But, even so, I would still never be able to thank her enough for being there for me through every piece of crap in the 17 years I have been alive.

Seriously, I thought that every cloud had its silver line? Guess someone decided to forget to switch my luck meter back up.

I stared at Grace, and heard a faint rhythm.

I'm in the business of misery,  

Let's take it from the top. 

She's got a body like an hourglass it's ticking like a clock. 

It's a matter of time before we all run out, 

When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.

I waited eight long months, 

She finally set him free. 

I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me.  

Two weeks and we caught on fire, 

She's got it out for me, 

But I wear the biggest smile.

Whoa, I never meant to brag-

It cut off suddenly, and I noticed it was Stephens’s phone ringing; he turned slightly to give himself the illusion of privacy.

My head was banging like a drum and I really needed an aspirin.

"Grace please" I whispered, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples slowly.

"Fi-"

"Hey guys, my mom’s on her way here and said I have to go look after Dwayne."

We both looked at him like he just asked us to recite the Japanese alphabet.

"Who?" We asked simultaneously

"Dwayne? Come on? My 7 year old cousin?"He looked at us like it was obvious.

He just shook his head and carried on.

"Anyway, Yeah I have to go."He said with a look of sadness, making him look very cute.

Come to think of it he was cute. Black hair, strong jaw line, and brown eyes which made you forget everything else. 

But I just didn’t think of him in that way, so oh well.

"It’s cool” I said with a smile.

No it wasn’t! How come he gets to drive, ah I wish I drove here, but noo grace wanted to be all ‘No! Co2 is bad!!’

Grace gasped then like she got hit.

"I Know! Since you get to drive back, how about you take all the bags with you, and we will drive by tomorrow or something to pick them up !?" she asked with her best puppy-dog face on.

Hmm , not a bad idea actually.

He laughed." Sure. Just leave them here "

"Thanks Stephen " I smiled ,wrapping my arms around his stiff body. He really didn’t do well around girls , he was too shy.