I called my friends to meet up in the local park, it was our usual hangout spot so I guess they didn't really sense anything wrong about what I was saying.
I creeped out of the apartment and down the well trodden stairs. I'd always wondered who decided to make them a pale yellowish colour, as it always looked like someone had pissed all over the stairs and it stained very badly.
Despite my home life, I had always loved the city itself. I loved the cafe I was a waitress at, the architecture, the shops and especially the food. I had amazing friends as well; ones I could trust my life with. Me, Pandora and Jade had been friends ever since I moved to the big city. On the first day they had been asked by our class teacher Mrs Roberts to show me around and we stuck together ever since then.
Blair, on the other hand, joined much later than the rest of us. Like me, she had come from the country, and had a wealthy family that did trade deals with Europe. Her first few weeks in the city were rough, mostly because of how undeniably rude she was to the rest of the girls in the year.
Then one day after school, Pandora, Jade and I were about to go to the park when we heard crying coming from an ally next to the building. Intrigued, we looked for the source of the noise and there she was:
A red faced mess on the floor. It was almost enough for us to feel sorry for her.
"What's wrong?" questioned Jade. She'd always been the sympathetic one of the group.
"I don't want to talk about it." she sniffled into her blazer sleeve. I didn't really get why she wore one when we didn't have any uniform.
"Are you sure? It's not going to get any better if you don't tell anyone."
"I don't trust you not to tell anyone." She broke again. Uncontrollable sobs erupted from the girl. Then in an almost inaudible rush, she spoke again:
"Daddy's business isn't going well and I don't know if we're going to have to sell our houses and if mummy's going to leave or if I will even have a home or be with mummy and daddy!" She took a deep breath. "And I don't know what to do!" Blair wailed. At this point I think we all felt bad for her.
"Hey, we're all going to the park now, wanna join us?" I asked.
It was hard for me to ask her this, I could feel Pandora's eyes fall onto the back of my head as if to say 'What the fuck are you thinking?!'
But I could sympathize with Blair. Not about companies falling through or losing homes. But about my mum. About home life. The not knowing what was gonna happen. I could't just let her have no-one when she needed a someone the most. Or as it turned out:
Three someones.
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The Soulmate Dilemma
Teen FictionIn a world where on each girl's 16th birthday, they are selected a soulmate who they will be with for the rest of they're life. But when Grace isn't given one, she and her friends must uncover the glitch in the system, and the dark secrets that prot...