Cheese and Chocolate

The leave

Pacifica's POV:
I started running home as fast as I could, l know I had an excuse to be out late, but I'm running cos 1. My parents are crazy strict and controlling and it's getting late and ima girl going home alone. I guess I could've invited Mabel to walk home with me, but let's just say my parents aren't the biggest fans of the Pines family. I finally make it to the gates of my home and lean with one hand on the stone wall next to the massive doors and start panting, once I catch my breath I unlock the gates with a silver key attached to a keychain with a purple pom pom and another differently shaped key attached to it, then walk to my front door and use to other silver key to unlock the doors. I push through the ads I've doors and attempt to run upstairs until 'Young miss Pacifica?' I heard a maid ask, crap, please don't let her tell my parents, I never know how they'll react, 'yes?' I responded turning my direction towards the maid 'Why are you joke so late?' She asked stepping slightly closer to me, 'I was shopping for makeup with my girls'
'Oh well I'm glad you're safe, and by the way Pacifica, your parents aren't home, they wanted me to inform you that they've taken a business vacation to London,' My mouth fell to the floor in shock, my eyes widened and I tried to hold back tears, I'm glad that this means they can't boss me about, but they didn't even say goodbye. I composed myself quickly when I remembered I was chatting with the staff 'oh *sniff* when will they be back?'
'They said they weren't sure, but probably just over a week,' she answered 'if there's anything you need young miss, don't be afraid to ask us, we work to serve you and your family,' she said as she bowed and walked back, I thanked her and ran up the stairs and down the corridor to my room, I can't believe my parents would leave me, well I guess I can, but still they'd always bring me with them so that I'd learn about them for when I get old enough. I ran into my room slammed my bedroom door behind me, threw my shoes and everything I was holding onto the floor and threw myself onto my bed, in tears. My parents never have been good parents, in fact they didn't even raise me they hired a full time nanny for when I was 1-6 after that they barely did anything and I just sort of had to do stuff alone, they always wanted me to be perfect, my mum always pressures me to be pretty, that's all she wants from me, I remember her ugly duckling story, she told me 'And the duckling never made any friends, because his face was weird. The end.' she always signed me up for pageants too, my family and upbringing is probably why I was so hard on Mabel, Candy and Grenda, they're so free and just do whatever they want and have fun without caring what other people think, my parents always told me to 'uphold the family reputation' so I always cared about what other people thought, I had no choice.
After a few minutes I raised up my head and rolled myself on my back over to the side of my bed and walked to my vanity, I stared at my reflection, my hair was messy from laying down and my eyes were red raw and there were dry tear marks that fell down my cheeks to under my neck. I got up and walked to the bathroom next to my bedroom I stripped off and drew myself a warm bath with rose petals scattered in it, I finally felt relaxed, as I laid there I started thinking about Mabel again, except this time the thought of her didn't bother me, in fact it comforted me.
Mabel has always been nice to me even though I never really deserved it, of course sometimes she got sick of my attitude, but she never really gave up on me, I'd never met any one that genuinely thought I had potential to be a good person before I met her. I then lifted up my hand to my check where she kissed and a hot flush spread across my cheeks, I've never actually felt this way about someone before, if I think about it, I might actually be able to become really good friends with her.

I snapped myself out of my train of thought when I noticed my fingers pruning up, which I cannot stand so I quickly washed my body and then stepped out and drained the water. I dried myself up and wrapped myself in my robe. I walked over to my bedroom and picked out fluffy purple pyjamas, I slipped into them and then sat down at my vanity table and brushed out my hair. As I stared back at my reflection I noticed that when I thought of Mabel a smile would spread across my cheeks, but you know what it doesn't bother me, after the day I've had with Mabel, I see her in a completely different light, instead of seeing her as annoying, overly energetic and weird I see her as kind, funny, considerate, maybe she's a little selfish but so am I,  guess we're meant to be friends. I finished brushing my hair and turned the light of, I walked over to my bed and climbed onto it, wrapping myself under the covers, I then pulled out my phone, and opened 'photos' I then stared at a selfie me and Mabel took together today she was stretching out her mouth and sticking her tongue out, and I was pouting, I giggled as I looked at it, and slowly sifted off to sleep.

I hope to see her again soon.