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'Ella'

I hated Mondays.

I was mad at Noah right now, he took away my make-up. Any opportunity to go to the shop to buy more, I was stopped in one way or another.

Micky had stayed with me all weekend. The others had plans, even though I offered them to stay, they were busy. As much as I wanted them to stay with me all weekend.

Now, Micky and I were waking up in my house. Putting on our uniforms as I was trying to relax about school.

My bruises were still on my face, but they were less noticeable, but I'm sure someone will notice them unless I had covered them.

My mum had disappeared early Saturday morning and I haven't seen her since, which I was more than happy about. My dad had texted me Saturday morning saying that he was going on a business trip for a few days and would be back Tuesday evening.

This did worry me as it meant that I had to be with my mum most of the time, but the boys were luckily with me a lot.

"Ellsssss" I hear Micky's voice from downstairs. "We need to go, or we will be late!"

"I'm coming" I shout back, pulling on my jumper and twisting my ring slightly on my finger, I grab my bag and swing it over one shoulder.

Running down the stairs, I see Micky with his own bag on his shoulder.

"Ready?" He asks, as I jump off the bottom step.

"Mh-hmm" I hum, pulling my slip on shoes over my small feet. "Are we meeting Luke and Noah?"

"Yep, just outside the school" He says as I lock the front door of the house.

By the time, we get to school it is very quiet, not many teenagers about. Luke and Noah were stood outside the front gate. Luke was on his phone and Noah was just stood there, leaning against the fence.

"What time do you call this?" Luke immediately looks up from his phone and scowls at us.

"Somebody takes too long to get ready" Micky looks at me. "Even without make-up"

Noah steps forward and gently rubs my cheek. "Still swollen I see"

"A bit" I whisper, my gaze to the floor, not wanting to see all of their worrying and concerning looks.

"Come on, doll. As much as we hate it, we need educations so let's get into school" We all laugh slightly and walk towards the school building.

Our first period was business studies. Which was ok, just a bit of laughs, the teacher was nice and let us on our phones, listen to music if we wanted to. It wasn't too bad as a first lesson on a Monday.

We all take our seats at the computers along the back wall. In a row.

I was in-between Luke and Noah, Micky on the other side of Luke.

The 'popular girls' were on the other side of the room but I could feel their stares on the back of my head.

These girls thought they were popular but they really weren't.

And they did not like me.

For the stupidest reason: that my three best friends were boys, they liked Noah, Luke and Micky. They were 'hot' to them.

I didn't care that much, they just messed me up sometimes.

I don't think Luke, Noah and Micky cared either.

They all seemed to like me, but in a friend way.

I could never date them, they are like my brothers, but my best friends. 

I immediately get drawn out of my thoughts by the teacher calling my name. I immediately call a small 'yes Miss' before logging onto the computer in front of me.

The class starts and everything goes ok, until my head of house appears in the doorway, calling my name to go with him.

"Will you log off for me please?" I ask the boys, aiming it at all of them.

"Yeah, of course" Luke says, as I grab my bag and pen and walk towards my head of house, Mr Stone. He was average.

"Hi" I say shortly, walking into the hallway.

"Hi, how are you this morning?" He asks, leading the way down the corridor.

"I'm ok" I shrug off, before he can say anything else, I ask. "Where are we going?"

"We're going to see Miss Bright and the police" He answers, leading me down the similar corridor I did with Miss Bright.

"No, no, no. I can't." I panic immediately, stepping backwards.

"Ella" He sighs, stopping as well and turning to stand in front of me. "It's nothing to be afraid of, but what I can tell from your cheeks, you got hurt again over the weekend. We need to get you away from your mother, please come with me and at least talk to me"

"Please don't take me away from my dad, he didn't do anything" I wipe the tears that were newly streaming.

"We need to address the whole situation, but if you say your father hasn't done anything, then I am sure that everything will be ok, just come with me" He persuades me, making me walk towards him, he turns and we are back to walking in silence, my quiet sniffling taking over the both of us.

We enter the familiar room, to see Miss Bright and a police officer sat on one side of the large desk.

"Hello, you must be Estella" The police officer says, his bald head shining as the light was coming through the window behind them.

"I am, but can you call me Ella please?" I ask politely, taking a seat next to Mr Stone.

"Of course I can Ella" He smiles, his clipboard on his lap. "My name is officer Miles, but you can call me Devon"

"Ok"

"So, we have pulled you out to take to you about your family and home situations. We need to make sure you are safe, it is the most important thing in child care" He explains, while I just nod.

"Ok"

"Will you tell me the latest on where you are living?" He asks.

Here we go again.

'end of 6.'

:) 

~pops

Posted: 9.3.22

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