Chapter 22: Shopping
Amelia's P.O.V
I wake up to the sound of my phone rapidly vibrating next to me shaking the whole damn bedside table.
8 new messages
- HELLOOOO? MELIAAA WAKE UPP!! BREE XX
-WAKE UP CHILDDD! I HAVE A SURPRISEEEE - BREE XX
-WAKE UP YOU SON OF A BITCH - BREE XX
-AMELIA! DONT GET ME ANGRY! ITS 11:34AM GET YOUR ARSE OUT OF YOUR BED -BREE
-THIS IS NO TIME TO BE SNOGGING HARRRY -BREE
-THATS IT IM COMING OVER! -BREE
-AMELIA!
-AMELIA!
"Amelia if that vibrates one more time I'm gonna chuck your fucking phone out the window" groans an annoyed Harry.
"Well soorryy, its not my fault Bree decides to text me!"
I take my phone and put it on silent and text Aubrey,
Seriously? Its like 11:30 that's wayyy to early for me -Melia xo
I instantly get a text back,
OMG its nearly noon, just go get ready! I'll be there in 5 -bree xx
Where are we going anyways -Melia xo
I don't get a reply back so I trudge my way to the bathroom to get ready.
10 minutes later I walk into the living room to see Harry and Carter lounging on the sofa still in their boxers and Aubrey sitting on the kitchen stool looking happy as ever.
"Care to answer my question now?" I ask grabbing a mug for my coffee
"Well...we're going shopping-"
"No, I'm not coming" I say flatly
"What?! No your coming!" she urges
"And this was meant to be the 'BIG' surprise?"
"No...me and Gabs got you something just come we want to know you better"
After some long argument I finally give in and literally get pushed out the door and into her car
"Call me if anything happens" says Harry from the sofa
"Will do" sang Bree
She shut the door and walked to the car. Oh wow she has a silver convertible car.
"Nice ride" I grin
"Haha, thanks" she says getting into the front
"Hey Amelia!" shouts Gabriella from the back
"Hey Gabs" I reply getting into the car "Where we going?"
"Westfield" says Gabriella
"There's a Westfields here?" I ask shocked
"Yeah, but its quite far though seeing as we're in the middle of nowhere"
I laugh and turn on the radio and La La La by Naughty Boy plays.
I'm covering my ears like a kid
When your words mean nothing, I go la la la
I'm turning off the volume when you speak
Cause if my heart can't stop it, I find a way to block it
I go
La la, la la la...
La la, la la la...
I find a way to block it
I go
La la, la la la...
La la, la la la...
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Boy's Boarding School-My Story (BOOK 1)
Teen FictionYou know when you're just so done with life? Meet Amelia Dilaurentis, 17 years old with a whole lot of attitude. Born into wealth, so her dad signed a few papers, exchanged some notes and sent her off, her mums a rich brat, her older brother's kind...
