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Can we do it all over, over, and over again?

First day

My alarm clock goes off, I remove my bed sheets, have a shower and get changed.

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It is only 7.30am, so I have some time I pick up my guitar and play for about twenty minutes. Once I finish my therapeutic session I head down stairs. "Hey Oscar" I pat his head and go to the cupboard get some cereal and make myself a bowl and sit on the kitchen counter. I then see a note next to me.

Evie,
Colin and I have already left for work, probably won't be home till late
So make sure you take and pick up Oscar.

Thanks.

Gee thanks aunt Nina I appreciate it. So I live with my aunt and uncle who I can't stand. I mean my aunty Nina my mums sister isn't that bad, but her partner Colin is a different story. My parents died last year in a car crash so now there is me and my little seven year old brother Oscar I always protect him with my life and would die before anything happened to him. "Oscar go get your bag upstairs then we can get going" he runs off. Once he has cleared the room I lift up my top and press down a bit on left rib god it is killing me, I shake it off as I hear Oscar's little footsteps coming down the steps. I pick up my bag grab the key and we make our way out of the front door. "Ok buddy take my hand" which he does and we cross the road.

"Ok I'll pick you up right here at 3.00 ok Oscar" I say and bend down to his height and give him a hug, "I love you Evie" he says and warms my heart.

Now time for my school which is only a block away thank god. Today is the first last day, the first day of my final days of high school which I am so glad this dump has been hell for me these past miserable years. I approach the gates and put my headphones in and ignore everybody's presence. everyone in this place is so fake and just waiting just like me do get out of here and not look back I walk down the hallway and can hear some whispers yes they are making fun of me. I pass the popular group and look up and see Maddie, Sarah, Taryn and the boys Liam, Niall, Louis and the one and only Harry Styles. He thinks he owns everything and everyone in this place but he is just a low life in my opinion. "Take a picture it will last longer" one of the girls says and I put my head down and keep walking to my locker.

So I am not really part of any crowd at school but I like it that way, that way you have no expectations and people don't expect anything form you. I like being by myself. I reach my locker and get my books for my first lesson maths. I like maths I mean I'm good at it, I get all my books and head to class. I find the room and find a seat in the middle of the room I am just staring at the wall then a loud noise comes in and oh god it's Harry Styles and his friend Louis just my luck of course there in this class.

Half way through the lesson we have just talked about what we will be learning this year and run through some practice exams. All the stuff I pretty much know, then the call calls me up, I get out of my seat and head to his desk which is in front of the white board.

"Yes Mr B?" I ask him and he takes his glasses off.
"Evie you are the best student in this maths class" he starts "So I was thinking for extra credit and it's actually a paying job " I mentally smile to myself.
"Oh, ok cool what is it?" I ask him
"Tutoring" he replies. That is actually a great idea I think to myself extra money would be great, once I turn eighteen in a few months I will be getting the money that they left and I want to move out and get a house for me and Oscar to live in.
"That sounds good, tutoring who"? I ask him.
"Ahh yes so the student you will be tutoring is Mr Harry Styles" he says and my heart stops maybe I should say no, wait no I need this money. "Yea ok sounds good" I say annoyed and resume back to my seat.

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