18 страница17 октября 2016, 10:35

Chapter Eighteen.

Tyler's POV:

I whip out my phone after about ten minutes of looking and my eyes zoom past the time, looking for the 'Google' app.

A photograph of an Orchid comes up, a purple one. Then a blue, red, pink. How am I going to find them in here? There are so many flowers but they had their own shape to them, might take me a while to find them in my garden but I have got to try.

My mum has like, the most flowers in the world in our back garden. I swear.

I scanvege for what feels like forever until I find the cutest little purple orchid, I pull it out of the ground and put it into my shirt.

I calmly walk back inside, well that's up until I see the time.

6:42 pm.

SHIT!

I grab my wallet and sprint outside to my car.

Alaynah's POV:

I put on my normal foundation, making me look slightly tan. I used a light pink lipstick on my lips and used a little bit of mascara. I would put on eyeshadow, preferably black but that's not really casual for me and I would do eyeliner but despressingly I am really bad at my eye makeup so I just stick to mascara.

For the past ten minutes i've been curling my hair, it looks really good to be honest. As I curl the last few strands of hair I hear the doorbell ring.

I spin around, scanning for my alarm clock, 6:59 pm.

SHIT!

I turn my curler off at the wall, snatch my phone from my bed and grab a little note that I had prepared earlier. I know it's so cheesy but oh well.

I rush downstairs and pull my blonde curls around my shoulders on either side and open the door to the start of a new journey.

18 страница17 октября 2016, 10:35

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