The Secret life of a British Girl

Chapter 4

When I got of the plane I went through passport control really quickly and I got my three suitcases. I walk through nothing to declare and the security woman stops me for a random check. She sighs and opens my suitcase. The lady goes through two of my three suitcases.

"Why do you have so many suitcases?" The lady asks.

"Sorry, I have a full scholarship here and I am an atmosphere model." I reply

"Cool, what's your name?" The security person questions. "OMG are they the new Prada shoes?!" The lady asks me.

"I'm Serena Jackson." I answer. "Anyway those shoes don't fit me, What size are you?"

"I'm size 6." The lady asks.

"I'm a size 5 and they are too big." I mention, "Would you like them?"

"How much do you want for them?" The woman asks excitedly.

"They're free." I answer.

"Are you sure?" I nod and she jumps up and down really happy and excited and shocked. The lady tried them on and they fitted perfectly.

"Thank you, I'm Kayla." Kayla comments. "We should hang out, text me. Anyway your free to go." Kayla waves goodbye and I step out into the entrance and I spot my driver. I stepped into the cool night of California. I fall asleep in the car.

I wake up to the sound of gunshots, police sirens and screaming. I look down at my white sheets. They are blood stained. Then I look at my arm which has been shot and is bleeding horrendously. The police and the medics are one big blur. I see the driver being put into the back of a police van. I fall unconscious but I can still hear and feel everything. Their warm hands sooth my arms and give me hope.

The next thing I know is that I am in emergency care and nurses and doctors shouting and rushing around. They are all in the next room, I can see the patient's silhouette and the doctors giving it 'the kiss of life' aka CPR. I hear the dreaded long beep and the disappointment of the doctors. The family has the news broken to them and you can see the weeping and the mourning of the families grief. The nurse shakes me and draws the curtain back to the dead person. I saw the resemblance between Arron and the dead person: Same shaped mouth, same shaped face and same colour hair.

"I'm so sorry Miss, Arron was in a life threatening position and sadly he passed away." The nurses quietly mourns. "He tried to save you." I couldn't say anything. I just cried. I slowly got up, I stumbled a bit, but I had to see him. I came up to him and I kissed him.

Later on that day I am discharged from hospital and I am preparing for school. I go for a full spa treatment before school and then get a ice cream sundae with sprinkles and a flake. I see a girl who comes and sits on the same table as me.

"Uh, do you mind?" I ask quite rudely.

"Hi I'm Brooklyn, you're Serena." Brooklyn answers politely.

"I am soooooo sorry," I apologise. "I've had a hard time, you know."

"Anyway, come to cheerleading auditions tomorrow." Brooklyn commands. I nod because I know she is not asking, she is telling me what to do. I get back home and sleep until 7:30.

I wake up and have a shower and get dressed. Then I style my hair and do my makeup. I pack my cheerleader outfit and go down stairs for waffles and maple syrup. I see the colourful tulips I keep for comfort and scenery. Once I am finished I put the plate and glass in the dishwasher and get ready for my first day of school. I get in my orange Lamborghini and start driving up to school. I get a good space and start to go into school. Everyone is looking at me, wishing I would be their friend. I walk into Principal Gilbert's office.

"Ah, you must be Serena Jackson," He starts. "What an honour to have such a high regarded pupil. I hear you have straight A* grades, job as a model at Prada, atmosphere model, musical genius, choreographer and a cheerleader for the national team of GB, I'm
impressed."

"Thanks." I reply, I knew somethings he said were a lie, but oh well.

"Here is your timetable and dorm key. Cheerleading auditions are in 10, so run along." Principal Gilbert ushers me out of his office.

I get changed and I lock my kit in my locker. I meet a girl called Georgina.

"Ha you are so ugly, I am going to whoop you in the cheerleading trials. See you around sucker." Georgina bitches. WOW she is a ROYAL BITCH. I hope I beat the SHIT out of her. I step into the gymnasium...