Call it what you will.

(Audrey)

Saturday morning. My house.

I hear the pitter patter of rain rattle on the window as I stretch out my rested limbs. My mind already whizzing with all the things I have to do.

I'm only fourteen and my social life is already, as Cathy would say, is boo-to-the-ming.

"Alright, I say to myself, you have coffee with Jake at 10 am, shopping with Cathy at 12, dance with Jaz at 4 and dinner with mum AND dad at 7." Well... It's a pretty chill day...