In a world where nothing is certain, one thing we can be sure of is that everyone you meet leaves a mark on you. A small dent in your - once perfect - now moulded heart. Slowly, we are shaped as easily as clay into the people we are meant to be.
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-Liana-
I swing my legs, the backs of my shoes hitting against the kitchen cupboard as I sit on the counter top. I track Tee's movements as she wipes down the dishes that Carmen hands to her.
"I don't know Tee" I groan, leaning my head back on the wall behind me. "I don't know what I want to do"
"You don't need to know" Carmen inserts herself in our conversation. I roll my eyes at her. "You're only fourteen"
"But everyone at school knows. I mean, all I enjoy doing is reading, baking and writing. You can't easily make a career out of that stuff"
Mo walks in, returning from the book sale down the road. "Did you get any good books Mo?" Mai-Li asks him.
"I got this" He responds, showing her a piece of paper. "You get to go to the theme park if you win"
I perk up, hopping down from the counter in excitement and rushing forward. "Let's see" I mumble, taking the paper from him and skimming over the words. "Oh you have to write a short story"
Johnny takes the paper from me as a bunch of us gather around the island. "Winner gets two tickets" He points at Mo. "You should give it a go"
I snatch the paper back from Johnny and read over the words again. I haven't got much else on so I might as well give this a go.
"Letter for you Bailey" Mai-Li says, handing him a brown envelope. He glances at it before holding it down at his side. I find it weird that he doesn't open it now but I suppose he just wants to open it in private.
"Who's that from?" Carmen asks him, trying to take a peek at the letter. He holds it out of her view.
He scans over the address written on the front, before mumbling. "I'll read it later"
Mo tries to pry, ever the curious cat. "Is it important?"
He snaps. "I said I'll read it later"
Johnny teases him. "Ooh"
I shoot him a glare and he immediately shuts his mouth, his smile fading from his mouth. Whatever reason Bailey wants to read it in private, it's not a reason for us to give him shit.
Bailey storms out and I don't really blame him. It can get pretty fucking tiring to have everyone up in your business all the time. Though, I can't help but feel like there's something more to this. Something that he's keeping to himself.
