I woke up to the sound of a kettle boiling
I dragged my ass out of Harry's bed.
I felt the floor vibrate around my feet, I looked around to see what was buzzing
It was my phone. I didn't even look at who was calling I just picked up.
"hello"
"Elizibeth, come home imedently" it was my mother
"No, I'm at a friends house"
"your making me seem like a bad parent"
"you are a bad parent"
"don't say that right now There is a social worker here to see you"
"a social worker, why didn't you tell me?"
"I just forgot and I didn't want to distract you from your work"
"I'll be home as soon as I can"
I hung up the phone and sighed. My mum could have told me!
I walk to the kitchen to see Harry making some coffee
I walk up behind him and embrace him in a hug
"I'm sorry Harry but can you drive me home?"
"what? Why?"He said with a hurt look,plastered on his face
"my mum wants me home"
"since when did you do every thing your mom tells you to do"
"since when did you ask so many questions?"
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I got home still I last nights outfit.
Before I got a foot in the door my mum shot at me; "he's waiting for you upstairs in the study"
I knew she was talking about this social worker person.
I walk upstairs and make my was to the study. I open the door and a handsome man with short brown hair was waiting on me.
"hey, nice to meet you I'm Liam" he said kindly sticking out a hand
"I'm El"
"do you know why I'm here sweetheart"
"no not really"
"well youve been getting in to a bit of trouble and some adults think its good if we keep an eye on you"
Is this guy joking. Keep an eye on me. I'm 15 I don't need baby sat.
"do you really think this is needed?"
"I'm just here to make sure your okay, so deal with it"
Deal with it. He just told me to deal with it. What a douche bag. I hate him. I hate him so much. Who does I think he is. Maybe I want to be in trouble ever thought of that.
