𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 , louis partridge

1. 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆

Florence's point of view

It's the 20th of August.I wake up from the sound of my alarm. I usually always ignore it or turn it off and just go back to sleep but I don't even need to think about it today. As soon as I turned off the alarm, my mother rushes in my room and turns on the light and tries to get me out of my bed (which is not possible. I am literally married to it). "Florence get up ! We don't have that much time."

I really love my mother but she is very optimistic and just too motivated. She is that kind of person who will get up at 4am and clean the whole house.Don't get me wrong I love optimistic and motivated people but the problem is that I'm just completely the opposite. My therapist calls it "depression and anxiety" .I don't like talking about it though . Because of my mental health I like staying in bed on my own all day but mom still constantly tries to motivate me.

"No let me alone!I don't want to" I groan while burying my face into my pillow. My mother goes to the window and pulls away my curtains. Fortunately it isn't sunny in London today ,because otherwise my mother would have used that as an argument that today will be a beautiful day. I already know that it won't be a beautiful day because it's the 20th of August and that means it's the end of summer break and the start of a new school year. The end of summer break is always bad but this time it's worse or maybe better because I'm going to a new school. A boarding school.....yay

" I really don't care. We already talked about it ,Florence. Everything will change and get better. I'm sure" , she says while pulling away my blankets. I hate when she says something like this. She doesn't know if it will change or get better and that's exactly the problem. " Well you don't know it but fine I will get up" , I say already annoyed although I've only been awake for about 5 minutes.

I get up and sit down at my desk to check my phone. Zero Massages. Nothing special. It always looks like this when I check my phone in the morning but I actually don't care. I'm used to it. While scrolling through Tiktok I hear someone knowing on my door. I open it and see my little sister Liv with her doll standing in front of my door and stretching her arms up waiting for me to pick her up.

My little sister is the literally sweetest girl I've ever seen. She is 4 years old and therefore the youngest member of our family . She has curled dark brown hair, green eyes and a little face. Whenever I feel really bad she somehow makes it a bit better.

I picke her up and we both go down into the kitchen where my mother is making breakfast for all of us. I put Liv in her chair and sit down next to my brother Noah who is playing on his phone.

Noah is 15 years old and honestly very annoying. He isn't really mature for his age. Every night I hear him yelling because of his stupid video games but somehow every girl in his school likes childish guys with anger issues because while I never had a boyfriend, he already had about 20 girlfriends.

My mother finish making breakfast and we all start to eat. I usually never breakfast, so I'm not very hungry. I'm still pushing all the food inside me because the women who made it will kill me if I don't eat it. " Are you already excited for the new school hun?"my mom asks.
What I actually want to say: No of course not. I would prefer not going to this stupid boarding school in which I don't know anyone.Why can't I just be homeschooled.
What I say instead: "yes of course."

My mother now has a big satisfied smile on her face."Whatever I'm glad you won't be home during the week" my brother says grinning at me(look that's what I meant).I slap him and get up to put the dishes into the sink. "Please go and get ready we have to leave in 40 minutes."

Yay I'm so excited....haha