"Who's your wonderwall?"
"Well, when I have one... I'll let you know. But for now its.... undecided."
A girl, abandoned by her mother, abused by drunk father, scared and alone. That girl is me.
She is taking from her abusive situation, and given a s...
I'm sitting in the office at my desk with Gina at hers as I go through my Emails. One Email stands out to me, its from one of Roxy and Liam's teachers . Oh god, what have they done now?
"Oh no..." I mutter. Fingers crossed its nothing too bad.
"What Mike?" Gina asks as I brace myself to click open.
"I have an Email from Roxy and Liam's head of year." I state, the Email opens up on my computer and I give it a once over, I'm pleasantly surprised to see its nothing major. Just prom, nothing to worry about.
Wait.... Prom?!
"Oh my..." I lean back, straightening up in my chair.
"What? What is it?" Gina asks.
"Their prom is in two weeks." I inform her.
"Aww! That's great!" Gina claps her hands excitedly.
"Two weeks?" I puff out my cheeks. "Let's talk to the kids."
<^>
Roxanne's POV:
Everyone is sitting in the living room, lounging about, not really bothered by anything. Me and Liam are zoning out watching the telly.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(You and Liam^^^^)
"Roxy, Liam, Frank can we have a word?" Mike asks, announcing his presence.
Neither of us even bother to move from our position on the sofa, and by the looks of it neither does Frank. "You can have more then one, Mikey."
"Right. Well do you wanna go somewhere more private?" Gina asks.
"Nope. We're good." Liam shakes his head.
"Okay, we just wanted to know when you want to go shopping?" Mike says.
"Shopping?" Me, Liam and Frank ask at the same time, turning our heads towards our two care workers.
"For prom." Gina states.
"Ooo~ Prom!" Carmen, Tee and Lily squeal. Elektra goes into a fit of hysterics earning a glare from me.
"Oh, I ain't going to that." I turn my head back to the telly.
"Why not?" Mike's eyebrows crease together. "I loved my prom."
"I bet you did Mikey, but I'm not you." I shake my head. "And funnily enough, the thought of being stuck in a stingy hall with a bunch of hormonal teenagers who think they can dance but are actually just flailing about in over priced outfits with fake flowers and rank punch, a terrible DJ and way too many balloons, isn't really as appealing as you might think."
Liam rolls his eyes, "You can be so dramatic sometimes."
I sit up, coming out of Liam's embrace slightly. "Are you saying you wanna go to this?"
