Love Shy

Subject: Love Shy Wed Apr 06, 2011 11:23 am

Ok so this is a story I've just started and the part which I'm posting on here at the minute, is just the introduction really, so you get a feel of what's going on. I'm open to feedback about it but please keep it constructive and try not to be offensive/insulting. Thanks xx

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"Nevaeh, are you awake yet, darling? It's your first day back in college, you don't want to be late," My mum, Quinn, shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

Today, had to be the most dreadful day of my life. It was the day that meant the Christmas holidays were over indeed. It was the day that ended all lie-ins until 11 o'clock in the morning, that ended those days of staying in your pyjamas all day with a face full of make-up, and those days were you just sit on the couch and stuff your face with junk food, in front of the television for hours on end. This day, was the day that we had to get up at 7am to get ready for school and leave the house at 8:20, to get to college for 8:40 and hten have 20 minutes to relax before starting college at 9am.

I rolled over to my side underneath the covers in my warm, cosy bed to look at the time on my Marilyn Monroe alarm clark to check the time: 07:15. WTF! 15 minutes late. Why didn't she get up at 7:00, and why didn't my alarm go off?! I rolled back over onto my back, and sighed, kicked the tangled covers off me, and flung myself up out of bed.

"Yes Mum! I'm awake now!" I shouted as I walked onto the hall and leaned over the banister to my mum. I quickly turned back around in my pyjamas - well I wouldn't really call just a large, over-sized mans hoodie and mini cotton shorts pyjamas but they'll do - and shut the door, waltzed over to my hi-fi, turned it on to the sound of David Guetta ft. Kid Cudi - Memories and began to get ready. I looked for my 'browns' outfit, that I always love wearing, in my wardrobe. My beige v-neck t-shirt, chocolate chunky-knit belt cardigan, chocolate brown leggings and my chocolate-brown, suede, heeled shoe boots.

It took me about 20 minutes to get my clothes on, just for the fact that I'd misplaced my brown leggings and couldn't remember where I'd put them. Turns out, I hadn't put them any where but my younger twin-sister, Kendall, had 'borrowed' them without asking and had left them under her bed on her half of the room. You're probably wondering why I referred to her as my 'younger twin-sister' rather than just 'twin sister'. Well, the fact of the matter is that, we're four hours apart but the difference is that we were born on two seperate days. I was born 10pm on 22nd March 1993 while Kendall was born at 2am on 23rd March.

Yes sadly, I have to share a room with my sister, only for the fact that my older brother Isaac, has decided to move back in with us because his ex-girlfriend Adrienne, kicked him out after he found her cheating on him and called her for everything. I admit that wasn't a smart move, since he moved into her house, not the other way around. So now that Isaac lives with us again, he's kicked Kendall out of his room and back into my room while he 'sorts his life out' as he says.

I sat infront of my mirror to put my make up on as When Love Takes Over came on the Hi-Fi. I basically just dusted the foundation over my already pale complexion, lined my upper lashline with a thick layer of black eye-pencil and brushed a thick layer of Volumising Mascara onto my lashes for that extra intense volume, just plainly for the fact that my lashes are so short, you'd think my eyes were bald. Then once done, I quickly brushed my hair up into a pony tail, switched the Hi-Fi off, grabbed my college bag, mobile phone, house keyes and iPod then dashed downstairs and into the kitchen with the rest of the family.

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Subject: Re: Love Shy Wed Apr 27, 2011 11:56 am

Thank Youu, I will keep updating as much as I can Smile

xx

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"Morning Mum, Chad, Isaac, Twins," I chimed as I grabbed a bowl, a carton of milk and a box of frosted flakes, made a bowl of cereal and then sat down at the dining table with the rest of the family. Chad, my step-dad, was sat at the head of the table, the side closest to the door, while my mum, sat opposite him closest to the fridge, the twins, Natasha and Jocelyn, sat on the left of mum while Isaac and I sat on the right of mum.

"Morning Nevaeh. How are you this morning?" Chad asked, in between bites of his toast. He sat at the head of the table with 2 rounds of toast, a large mug of hot cocoa in his left hand and the daily newspaper in his right hand. I rolled my eyes at him and his high opinion of 'importance' in this family. He was so fake sometimes, trying to take over my dad's place. He could never take over my dad officially, but I had to admit he was better than my dad - Isaac Jordan Jnr (that's how come my brother is called Isaac also), - left our family a little while after Kendall and I were born. He'd said that having so many children was a bad idea and was making him have a nervous break-down and he had to get out.

My mum always said though that he was always up for it when it came to having sex, it was just unfortunate that my mum had 4 children in the first 6 years of her relationship with dad. Mum was 16 when she first got with dad and was pregnant within 2 months, with my older sister - and the oldest sibling in the 'clan' - Santana. When Santana turned 1, Mum found out she was pregnant again and 9 months later, out popped Isaac Jordan Jnr. With two children already, mum had to move out of her family home and into a 2 bedroom flat but just after they thought that everything had been sorted out in their new home, Mum found out she was pregnant yet again, 3 months after Issaac turned one, and found out she was having twins - Kendall and I. After 18 hours of labour, I was born and after 22 hours of labour with my sister, Kendall was born.
It wasn't until Kendall and I were 3 that my dad eventually gave up with all the screaming, temper-tantrums, arguments and ubelievably sleepless nights, he just packed up and left.

Within 5 years, Mum had to move into a 3-bedroom house, get a job, get a car and bring her 3 children up on her own, sometimes with the support of her parents, but times were hard and friends were few and she just learned to get on with it. Finally, when Mum found a boyfriend - who accepted the fact that she had 4 children already, Chad came along and moved in with us after them dating for a year. Santana was 13 and 3 months, Isaac was 11 and 2 months and Kendall and I were both 9. Mum ended up converting the 'downstairs study' into her room, so that the 3 bedrooms upstairs were occupied by Kendall and I sharing a room and Santana and Isaac having their own rooms.

We loved living in a big house since Mum went back to college not long after Kendall and I turned 8 because she knew Santana was capable of looking after us, as well as Aunt May coming round to check on us during the day, and within 4 years mum became a lawyer's apprentice and was then working towards becoming a full-time lawyer which she is now. Once Kendall and I turned 13, and Mum and Chad had been together 5 years of being together, Chad thought it was about time their relationship progressed and he proposed to her and within another year, they got married.

So for the past 4 years, Chad has been my step-dad and dad has actually been out of the picture for a while. I mean he got back in touch when he found out Mum was getting re-married and he turned up at our house with his wife, Shaneesha, and their 3 children; Rihanna, Maleeka and Shasney. All in all now in the wierd love-square between Mum, Dad, Isaac and Shaneesha, there are a total of 9 children involved making Santana, Isaac, Kendall and I to have 5 step-siblings which can be a nightmare when it's christmas or when the family visits each other because there are constant fights and Isaac's family have to end up leaving because it keeps upesetting the family.

"I'm pretty ok thankyou, I mean I don't exactly want to go back to college yet because it's too early to get up but yeah, I'm cool with it," I answered, in between mouthfuls of frosted flakes.

"It's too early? I've been awake since 6am and you're complaining because you had to wake up 4 hours shy of your usual wake-up time. Some people are so selfish it honestly kills me," Kendall complained, eating the rest of her breakfast while Mum plaited her hair for her. She always liked mum doing her hair for her but she always liked to complain at any given moment about any tiny little thing and it wound me up so much. Yes, she's my twin and yes, I should love her but sometimes she makes it really hard to love her.

"Kendall! Really? Be nice to your sister, she's been working hard lately, with all of her college work, give her a break," Mum spat. The words came out a little harsher then I think she intended them to sound but I get where she was coming from. Kendall thought that just because she was doing Hair and Beauty in college, she could treat anybody and everybody like dirt and frankly, it wasn't her and it was getting annoying.

"Yeah Kendall. Be nice! I am your older sister after all." I smirked, eating the last of my cereal before getting up and putting my empty bowl in the sink.

"You always do that! You're older than me by 4 hours, get over yourself!" Kendall almost screeched at me as she, too, got up and put her plate in the sink before grabbing her school bag from beside the table, and get ready to leave.

"I know, that's the whole point! Let's go otherwise we're gonna be late," I grabbed my bag, keys, mobile and ipod and headed for the door.

"Unbelievable," I heard Kendall sigh before she followed me out the front door and up the street towards the bus stop.

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