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I sat at my bay window looking out to the country side of England. My feet curled in a warm pair of knee length socks, my hair in a messy high pony and an extra large Nike shirt drifted on my body like a dress and my ereader in my hand as I read perks of being a wallflower.
" Clark dear! Our flight leaves in an hour so we best be going! Make sure you don't let anyone in unless its your sister!" My mums voice shouted up the stairs.
Groaning I drag my feet downstairs and I found my mum and dad stood in the foyer.
"Alrighty, have fun in Sydney" I smile, pulling them both into a right hug.
"We shall! Might bring you back a small gift"
A with that they were gone.
Satisfied I race upstairs and watch the limo leaving the large gates of our estate.
I had only been out of those gates a few times... Either I had dental, medical or some type of appointment.
Once they had gone. I was ready to get the hell out of this place.
Grabbing an over night bag. I shoved clothes, shoes and jewellery cara had given to me... Or what I ordered online, when I actually had the chance to use the Internet. I pushed my Apple Mac, iPod and multiple pairs of earphones inside... I was very unfortunate with earphones.. Always loose then around the house.
I then decided upon myself to actually get changed.
I pulled on a black high waisted skirt a baggy singlet tucked into the skirt and my favourite doc martins.
I complimented my hair with a loose beanie. My sister often labeled me as a 'grunge' slash 'indie' fashion style. But I wouldn't know anything about that so I just went with it.
Suddenly my phone began to ring, scaring me. Racing to my phone I see mums contact picture and I roll my eyes before I answered it.
"Hello dear! Just letting you know out flight is about to leave! Now I won't be able to contact you all weekend cause your dad being as forgetful as he is forgot the international phone!" Mums voice basically shouted through the phone.
"Alright mum, I will be fine"
"Okay dear! See you" and the line went dead.
While I had my phone, I ordered a taxi to pick me up.
I had planned this getaway or 'escape' as you may call it, for months. I was sick of being trapped in the house. And I didn't care if my parents found out, I'm 19 I can do what ever I want when I want.
I ran around, locking windows and side doors before I heard the buzz of the gates letting me know the taxi had arrived.
"Yep come right in" I spoke into the buzzer.
I fling my bag on my back and grabbed my phone, money I stole from dads sock draw and the house keys.
"Alright I'm doing this." I mumbled to myself as I locked the front door behind me.
"I'm free"
I jump into the taxi.
"Any nice hotel in London, please" I tell the Middle Aged man.
"Alright miss" he smiled.
As we drove out of the gates. I didn't feel what's so ever guilty. I smiled to myself.
"Everything alright miss?" The man asked looking in his revision mirror.
"No! I'm just perfect, just perfect" I answer, resting my head on the window sill.
"Miss wake up, we're in London"
I rubbed my eyes, and got up embarrassed.
"Oh thankyou" I laugh, passing him the was of cash before stepping out of the small taxi.
Once he had gone. I stood in gaw. I took in the busy streets ad busy store markets.
"Ohmygosh!!! Is that cara?" I heard a young voice ask from behind me.
I turn my attention to her.
"Um yeah" I lied.
"Can I please have a picture! I love you so much." She cried.
I smiled at the girl and she posed beside me, her friend taking a picture with her iPhone.
"Thankyou so much! I love you cara"
And she left, crying into her friends shoulder.
I look up.
"Grand hotel" the sign read.
I walked into the large lobby and towards the reception.
"Oh hello miss Delevingne" the receptionist grinned.
Great cara had been here.
" was it the penthouse?" She asked, I looked to her badge which read 'Samantha'.
"Um yes Samantha."
"Alright, here's you key your room key"
I nodd and smile taking the key and walking towards what looked like a elevator.
I stepped inside.
I had never used a elevator before, I've seen them in movies but never actually used one before.
I pressed the top button and the door 'binged' shut.
I was already loving the world outside my giant gates and hedges.
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