I'm Elouise May Jones, I'm 14 years old and live in a small flat in london. I know what you're thinking... a 14 year old girl living in a flat on her own? Well you see, my parents passed away about a year ago due to a car accident. I have an older brother but he lives with his girlfriend in new york. Me and my parents lived in a beautiful house in london but after they passed away I knew I wouldn't be able to carry on living there. I ran away with all my parents savings and money to avoid being in care. From there I found a block on flats that were for rent. I talked it out with the renter and he told me that I could rent an apartment out for 50 pound a month. I still attend my academy every day till 3pm. From there I go straight to the cafe that i around the corner from my flat and work there for 4 hours 4 days a week. They pay me 40 pound each day I work so I would say that I'm doing quite great. Actually I would say I'm one of the luckiest 14 year olds alive.....
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*Elouise's P.O.V*
*ding* *ding*
I groaned as I heared the sound of my alarm clock filled air. I groaned louder as I realized it was 6:00AM on a dull, misty monday morning. I sighed before sitting up right and slamming my hand down on the stop button. I reset my alarm clock, for the same time, tomorrow morning and just sat there. I gunted before streching and yawning loudly.i was done with that, I finally found myself getting up and making my way into the bathroom. I took a nice, warm shower before drying myself off and jogging back into the bedroom to get ready.
I got dressed into my school uniform and dried my hair before pulling it back into a high pony-tail. I checked the clock which showed; 6:30AM. Only half an hour before I'd have to walk to school which only takes about 15 minutes. I'm glad it's not one of those days where I'm late, I HATE when I do that! Anyways I made my bed and tidied my bedroom before skipping into the living room and turning on the TV. As soon as I clicked the 'On' button One Direction appeared on Day Break. I guess their in london today. Don't get me wrong, their music's great and their VERY attractive but I'm not one of those 'Obsessive' fans.
*RING* *RING*
I jumped a little as my phone suddenly vibrated next to me. I sighed and shook my head before picking it up and answering it.
"Hello ?" I questioned.
"Hey sis." A voice greeted. Obviously you could guess who it was.
"Oh hey, you scared the life out of me." I replied and giggled lightly.
"Oh sorry El, just checking to see how you are." He asked.
"I'm Fine Thanks. I Miss You Though." I responded, I could feel my voice cracking at the end.
"Oh El I miss you too. Don't worry though, me and Chlo were thinking of coming back in a couple of months." He reassured.
"Really?" I asked with a smiled creeping on my face.
"Yeah, hey! I heard One Direction were in London. How do you feel about tracking them down and getting an autograph for Chlo? You know how much she loves them." He chuckled.
"Shut up!" I heard her yell from the end of the phone. I smiled and giggled before sighing.
"I'll see what I can do. Listen I've got to go, I'll call you tomorrow." I proclaimed.
"Okay El, take care of yourself. I love you so much, never forget that." He told me. You could hear the seriousness in his voice.
"I will and I love you too." I replied as I felt tears building up.
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