MEGS P.O.V

i feel lost, abandoned.

Three days I've been here and they've been the worst days of my life.

When I walk to dinner I'm stared at, like I'm an animal in a zoo.

No ones spoken to me.

But i hear them talk about me. saying things, rumours of why I'm here.

I stay in my room.

I have two photographs on the walls. And my rucksack in the corner, with a few spare clothes in. Nothing's unpacked.

I sit on the window seat and stare out waiting to see, when Kat will come. To see her blue hair come round the corner and up the drive. Her smiling face. To hear her voice again.

Every night I lay awake, thinking. Thinking of how it would be different if daddy was alive...if mummy loved us.

And then I cry, I cry the tears of pain. The ones where you can't stop them, even I you try. They fill up so your vision becomes blurry. They threaten to spill. Till finally when you can hold them in no more. The fall cascaded down your cheeks. Where you make no effort to stop them. They make you feel so lonely. Leaving you empty. Giving you an ache in your stomach.



I walk down to breakfast. I enter the dining room. They bring there voices to whispers as I enter.

There are two who look my age. One the girl called Jessica whom I met the first day I came. And the other a tall boy with brown hair who looked really cocky and clearly valued himself above others.

"oi Purple hair girl?" It's the tall boy..
"I have a name"
"I don't know it" he says pompously
"well learn it." I say standing up, pushing my chair back purposefully so it scrapes along the ground, making a horrendous noise.

I walk up to the tv room. And flick through the channels whilst settling on a beanbag.

I should probably change my clothes. But I seriously can't be bothered.

"Megan?"
i turn to see Jessica standing in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"Sorry for Max, he's like that with newbies. Don't take it to heart"
"right." He didn't say anything remotely interesting for me to Ben think about, let alone take anything to heart.
i end the conversation as quickly as it started. I want her to leave

there was really no need for her to follow me.
I'm not here to make friends.
i change channels again. And the door closes.

Good od she's gone.

But as soon as it shuts it opens again. This time it's Max standing there.
"You'd better get downstairs."
"Why would I do that?" I say, my eyes on the screen, good Jeremy Kyle is on.
"There's some girl with blue hair and binbags downstairs."
"What?" He can't be lieing? He doesn't know Kat has blue hair..

Notes

Sorry it's been a while!

My phone hasn't been working.

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