The sky was a shade of grey that made me envy those who could crawl back into bed, listen to Ed Sheeran and just lay there all day. It was the kind of grey that is so deep, the lightening lit up the entire sky into a marvellous and picturesque image of perfection. This kind of weather, would make most people want to climb into bed with that boy they were infatuated with and just lay there and listen to the rumble of thunder in the distant sky. Except seeing as my heart has been broken countless times in the past, by complete jerks, I don’t think I am capable of that sort of soppy incompetent romance anymore, therefore my despondent mind has turned to a much easier and just as rewarding experience that the first option offers- a relationship with my bed. Plus it is more probable for anyone; tumblr and Ed Sheeran never let anyone down. I am the kind of person who finds a pleasure in those storms that most people find frightening, the kind of person who enjoys the dark and mysterious and the kind of person who falls for a bad boy.

Anyway the point of this is, I can’t snuggle up and listen to Ed Sheeran all day because today is my first day back at that place they call school, otherwise known as hell. I opened my phone and scrolled through tumblr, which was meant to be a quick check, but turned into a good half hour and before I knew it time had gotten the better of me. I guess it was that time of the year- trading sleep ins and beach trips for early morning routines, and stress again. I forced myself out of bed for school, for what would be the last year ever. That thought encouraged me.

My mum was downstairs making breakfast for the two of us. It was rare that she was home at this time, because usually she has a shift up at the hospital at this time. My dad and mum are split up and have been for about 4 years now. My dad lives in Australia and we live here, in the UK. I am originally from Australia but mum wanted to move here because her family are from here and dad wanted to stay in Australia. I personally don’t love the drizzling cold weather that England has to offer but I was up for a change of scenery and when Mum asked if I wanted to move here I jumped at the chance. I spend most of my summers down there with my dad. My mum is a nurse but she also does other work and travels around the UK a lot. As for me, I really am just your typical teenager and my life is extremely uninteresting. I have had many failed relationships, two being abusive and all ending terribly. All cheated one way or another so let’s just say trust is not one of my strong points. As for siblings, I have a half brother who lives in Australia with my dad and his wife, who is completely adorable. He had his first birthday this summer so I spent the time getting to know him and giving my dad a break with his wife. Yeah, so, that just about sums up my life...welcome to boringville.

“Mum, I can’t find my backpack!” I screamed down the hallway.

There was something in the air that made me nervous. A feeling that I couldn’t compare to what I’d felt before starting school after summer break in previous years. I looked over at the clock it was 8, and school would be starting in 20 minutes. Great... I would be starting the first day off on the wrong foot by being late. That is one way to have my work pigeon holed into the C standard- having my teachers hate me for tardiness. I saw my bag under my bed and grabbed it, took an apple off the bench and yelled goodbye to my mum from down the hallway before grabbing my keys and running out to my car. I sighed as I caught sight of my flustered face in the revision mirror while I adjusted my seat in my old but loved Voltswagon. My blonde hair was tangled into matted knots and my mascara from last night had left a path of dots under my eyes. Even better; late and looking terrible, as if my day could get any worse. My eyes flashed to the clock and I realised it was too late to fix myself up so I put my foot down and pulled away from the curb and into what I knew would be a year of torture.

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