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Chapter 2.

"Kieran!".

I woke up frightened to someone shouting my name.

I looked at my clock and the time, was 1:30 in the afternoon.

Yeah, I sleep kinda long.

"Keiran, what's this?", says my mum holding my denim blouse that had blood stain on it.

Lyrin's blood.

That night was mad.

"My friend was bleeding, mum. So I helped him", I responded back to my mum.

My mum rolled her eyes and signed in relief.

No word of a lie, I didn't realise I had blood stain on my denim blouse.

"What happen to your friend?", my mum asked sitting on my bed. "It's a long story, mum. Don't worry, everything is fine.", I reassured my mum.

My mum smiled gently at me. She took my clothes that I wore yesterday. From then, I knew she was going to wash it. I can do it on my own but my mum doesn't mind doing it for me. Even when I don't even ask.

My mum is a calm Jamaican mum. Unlike some, they wouldn't even bother.

If your Jamaican, you would know.

I looked on my iPhone and see tons of messages as usual and two miss call from Keelan.

Just clocking he said last night he will call me.

My mum shouted out my name for me to come down.

I sulked.

Went downstairs and see my mum in the kitchen beside the washing machine.

I sulked again.

"Shut your nasty mouth", my mum says to me.

I giggled.

My mum handed me some money.

I had to buy washing powder.

I quickly went in the bathroom to do what I had to do. Then got dressed in my grey tracksuit bottoms and white shirt. Then put on my Nike slippers because the shop was only 5 minutes walk from my flat.

Don't worry, I ain't exposing my toes. I'm wearing my white thick socks.

Now I'm going to the shop.

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I'm talking to Keelan on the phone, while I'm walking back home from the shop. I got stopped by few other girls telling me how I don't reply to them and blah blah blah.

I had to make up some random story for them to be quiet.

You don't wanna be bait. It gets annoying sometimes.

"Lyrin is all good, bro. Just need some good rest", says Keelan. "That's good. What you on today?", I asked Keelan. "Gonna go college and complete some work. You?", says Keelan answering my question.

Wait you don't know my age do you?

Nah?

Well I'm 17.

"Oh, alright. What work you completing?", I asked. "Tryna finish this History work", says Keelan.

"I can help you on that.", I replied to Keelan.

Yes, I love History. Learning about the Plague, Victorian times, Ghandi, Martin Luther King etc.

"Ahh, yes forgot you like History you wasteman", says Keelan making me laugh. "Imma come down yours now", says Keelan.