Always The Shadow?

Chapter One

Hey guys :D picture of Keistra on the side enjoy

 Where is that blood suitcase!

Ugh!

Why couldn't little Miss Perfect look for it? Oh wait a minute; she was painting her nails for her Fucking Date with MY FUCKING EX BEST FRIEND!

(He became no longer my bestie when he asked her out) that stupid idiot. man i really need to cut down on my swearing and control how angry i am i mean jeez! 

I mean how could they?!?! not that i trusted them but come on i mean it still really hurts to be betrade even if you know its going to happen its just not fair

oh yeah nice going K sound like a whining two year old while talking to yourself, in your head and then telling yourself off, bit of an endless circle isnt it really? 

i let out a big sigh no point 

She knew I did have I do now no longer have a MAJOR crush on him then again when did she ever care about me? Like everyone else she never has and never will

And he knew oh he so knew! I made it very clear to him! That me and her use to be so close I know it’s hard to believe but it was a long time ago thing have changed and so have people lots of people.....

He also knew what would happen if he ever went near her with anything more than friendship on his BLOODY MIND?!!!

 AGAIN!

 Oh yeah that’s right I gave him a second chance and he blew it so bye peter don’t come to me when she turns you to dust.

Wow, venting to myself much? Oh that's right.........

 I have no FUCKING FRIENDS ANY FRICKEN MORE BECAUSE OF THAT BITCH I AM RELATED TOO. WE ARE NOT SISTERS HELL MUM AND DAD ARE NOT MY MUM AND DAY WE

 (The main word being WE)

 ARE NOT A FAMILY THEY ARE A FAMILY I JUST HAPPEN TO SHARE THE SAME FLIPPING DNFUCKINGA

 Whoa ok Keistra calm down take a chill pill for Christ sake you are almost sixteen a month after your birthday you are packing up and leaving I just have one month two weeks and three days then make that two months I will be free!!!

 "KEISTRA FOUND THE SUITCASES YET? ONLY WE HAVE ALL THE STUFF READY TO PUT IN!"

I sighed at my mother's voice. She is not my mum, she is the one who birthed me apart from that I have no closeness with her.

 "I'M GUESSING THEY ARE IN THE LOFT! HANG ON!" I shout back.

Climbing up the ladder and chucking the suitcases down (all bloody six of them!), I then proceed to half drag half carry them to the birth givers room.

 "There," I huff, "Anything else you require?" Sarcasm practically oozing out.

 "No, that's fine see if darling Rachelle needs any help."

I was seeing bloody red gggrrrrrrr. "No frickin way!" I mutter as I stalk out of the birth givers room up the stairs into my 'attic room' the smallest room in the house. Out of the way! Hey, call me Cinderella! Whey!

I have an awesome phone! I say awesome since when did I say awesome? I am now officially American because I saw awesome Oh well I say awesome now awesome is cool! Yes I like Doctor Who!

anyway back to my awesome Samsung phone which I paid for myself thanks very muchness hehe damn I’m so weird I guess that’s why my name means strange in some un known to me foreign language!

  My room is great it might be small but I can climb out my window and escape this house whenever I damn well please!  I can escape to nowhere yay! Because I have nowhere to go and no one to run to AKA I’m in my own will be for the rest of eternity I’m so much as guessing for.

Sigh

 Ever heard the phrase 'life sucks deal with it'?

 Or 'it may have escaped your notice potter but life. Isn’t. Fair.'

Yup they spring to mind

And yep I am a potter head through and through