So, y'all probably forgot me.. didn't know me anyway. xD But, thats besides the point. So I wanted to do a nice lil' story for you so that you can enjoy y'all selves! 
So this is a cute love story- not about real people, and also just for (purely, and most probably will be) for my entertainment, but read if you would like!
Characters:
Eloise Walker
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Occupation: 'Starbucks Coffee' barista
Partner: Single
Love Interests: Alexander
*
Alexander Smith
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Occupation: Mechanic
Partner: Sabrina
Love Interests: Eloise (you'll see why
)
*
Sabrina Vancouver
Age: 18 1/2
Gender: Female
Occupation: None (extremely wealthy)
Partner: Alexander
Love Interests: Alexander
*
Amanda Walker
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Occupation: Baker
Partner: Michael
Love Interests: Michael
*
Michael Walker
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Occupation: Baker
Partner: Amanda
Love Interests: Amanda
*
Sebastian Vancouver
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Occupation: Entrepreneur
Partner: Single
Love Interests: None
*
If you haven't already lost all interest, here's Chapter 1!:
Chapter I - One of those 'cutesy love stories'
Eloise's P.O.V
5:37 PM; I lay horizontally on my bed, scribbling down notes and things into my diary. My diary was like a friend, like my bestest besty friend- whom I could confide in about anything, and I mean anything. Like my hate for pork or spinach, my utter adoration for Alexander, and how good my Mom's carrot cake is. Anything; possibilities were endless. This night, I was just recalling everything what happened today, such as, what I what for lunch (cheese & ham baguette, a bag of cookies, a tangerine, and a bottle of pure orange juice), all of my lessons, in order (English, Double Maths, P.E, (Break), History, Science, (Lunch) Spanish, (Home)), what I wanted for dinner (Spaghetti bolognese) etc. But then, Mom shouted up to tell me dinner was ready;
"Eloise, honey, dinner's ready!" she told me.
"Kayyyyy" I shouted back, casually.
I then slid my diary under the bed, and ran down the stairs, to meet my parents, grinning.
"How was school, baby?" Mom asked, as she was dishing out sausages, runner beans, mashed potato and gravy.
She also had my father empting the fridge of orange, apple, blackcurrant juice and lemonade.
"Okay, team..." my very extremely dorky father said
"Agent 1, placemats, and coasters; agent 2, food, plates and glasses; I'll get the juices!"
"Okay, Master!" my mother answered, jokingly.
I just stared and slid into my respective seat at the dinner table. Finally, Mom placed the plates on the table, and the glasses, my father closed the fridge door, heaving 7 drinks onto the table, then sat down.
"Dad can you get me the blackcurrant juice, and the salt?" I asked
However my Mom, as all parent do, answered me with:
"Eloise! Your poor, hard-working father has just sat down to eat his food,-" she told
But then, interupted by my father, he screamed:
"YEAH!", which just persuaded me more to get them myself.
*
End of Chapter I, the next will be longer; promise!
So this is a cute love story- not about real people, and also just for (purely, and most probably will be) for my entertainment, but read if you would like!
Characters:
Eloise Walker
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Occupation: 'Starbucks Coffee' barista
Partner: Single
Love Interests: Alexander
*
Alexander Smith
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Occupation: Mechanic
Partner: Sabrina
Love Interests: Eloise (you'll see why
)*
Sabrina Vancouver
Age: 18 1/2
Gender: Female
Occupation: None (extremely wealthy)
Partner: Alexander
Love Interests: Alexander
*
Amanda Walker
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Occupation: Baker
Partner: Michael
Love Interests: Michael
*
Michael Walker
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Occupation: Baker
Partner: Amanda
Love Interests: Amanda
*
Sebastian Vancouver
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Occupation: Entrepreneur
Partner: Single
Love Interests: None
*
If you haven't already lost all interest, here's Chapter 1!:
Chapter I - One of those 'cutesy love stories'
Eloise's P.O.V
5:37 PM; I lay horizontally on my bed, scribbling down notes and things into my diary. My diary was like a friend, like my bestest besty friend- whom I could confide in about anything, and I mean anything. Like my hate for pork or spinach, my utter adoration for Alexander, and how good my Mom's carrot cake is. Anything; possibilities were endless. This night, I was just recalling everything what happened today, such as, what I what for lunch (cheese & ham baguette, a bag of cookies, a tangerine, and a bottle of pure orange juice), all of my lessons, in order (English, Double Maths, P.E, (Break), History, Science, (Lunch) Spanish, (Home)), what I wanted for dinner (Spaghetti bolognese) etc. But then, Mom shouted up to tell me dinner was ready;
"Eloise, honey, dinner's ready!" she told me.
"Kayyyyy" I shouted back, casually.
I then slid my diary under the bed, and ran down the stairs, to meet my parents, grinning.
"How was school, baby?" Mom asked, as she was dishing out sausages, runner beans, mashed potato and gravy.
She also had my father empting the fridge of orange, apple, blackcurrant juice and lemonade.
"Okay, team..." my very extremely dorky father said
"Agent 1, placemats, and coasters; agent 2, food, plates and glasses; I'll get the juices!"
"Okay, Master!" my mother answered, jokingly.
I just stared and slid into my respective seat at the dinner table. Finally, Mom placed the plates on the table, and the glasses, my father closed the fridge door, heaving 7 drinks onto the table, then sat down.
"Dad can you get me the blackcurrant juice, and the salt?" I asked
However my Mom, as all parent do, answered me with:
"Eloise! Your poor, hard-working father has just sat down to eat his food,-" she told
But then, interupted by my father, he screamed:
"YEAH!", which just persuaded me more to get them myself.
*
End of Chapter I, the next will be longer; promise!