The Perilous Secrets

Chapter 5

I looked at the green blazer and tartan skirt that was laid on my bed. It's the next morning and after meeting my grandparents I've decided to at least try at this school, even if I won't be here for to long.

Deep down It is scaring me that every day that goes by the less it feels like the police are searching for my parents.

I slowly get dressed into my new temporary uniform while I was stuck in my own thoughts.

"Connie we are matching" Dakota ran into my room squealing.

I looked at Dakota observing her outfit. She was wearing the same tartan skirt but instead of a blazer she was wearing a green jumper. Which I'm guessing is because she's in primary, she had her hair in two French plaits which made her look so angelic.

"Dakota remember to knock before coming in please" I said to her making sure she knew my boundaries. She looked at me and pouted her lip. I could feel my heart break under her gaze.

"I'm sorry" she frowned looking down sadly.

"Hey koko why don't I put French plaits in my hair so we can look like twins" I said smiling down at her.

"That would be so cool!" She said jumping up and down. I went over to my mirror and started French plaiting my hair. Dakota had settled on my bed with pepper watching me with a smile stuck on her face.

"And..done!" I smiled looking back at her.

"Breakfast is ready!" Claire yelled from downstairs.

"You go ahead I'll be there in a minute" I said to Dakota. I honestly felt so bad, I didn't want to be like this anymore, but my mum had always wanted me to become a model and to do that I needed to lose weight, because I'm fat.

To be honest I always wanted to lose weight, I feel so fat and ugly not just on the outside  but on the inside too. just maybe if i lose weight i can be more confident in myself and ill get to wear crop tops.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a soft knock on my door.

"You okay?" Claire asked hesitantly walking into my room with a smile on her face.

I nodded reassuringly "we better go downstairs then" she replied gesturing for me to follow her.

We entered the kitchen and I was hit by the overwhelming smell of bacon that was drenched in fat. I could feel the vomit rising in my throat. Which took everything in me to not gag in front of everybody.

"Smells amazing" I lied, I looked over at dakota and smiled but it came out more as a grimace.

i sat down next to dakota and started pushing around my food with my fork. "what's wrong honey do you not like bacon?" asked claire, she began furrowing her eyebrows which made her look concerned.

"I'm just nervous about my first day" i reply smoothly, claire nodded her head in agreement which was a relief that she didn't see through my lie.

"i'm sure you will make loads of new friends" claire speaks up after finishing her food. I hesitantly nod but still not believing her.

"how do you get so messy!" claire coos and wipes dakota's face. I slightly frowned remembering how my own mother acted towards me which was nothing like that.

"i call shotgun!" i yell running to the door and grabbing my bag on the way out. truth be told i just wanted to have a minute to myself.

a couple of minutes later claire and dakota appeared at the car. I watched as claire helped Dakota into her car seat and buckled her in.