Chiara Daveys is living a good life in England - if you ignore her constant struggle with food, lack of a guardian and how she's constantly working to pay the bills.
At 17 years old, she's been unaware of her 6 brothers who have spent the 14 years o...
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After a week of no school and illness, I gradually began to feel better.
That's more than my twin could say, he's still stuck in bed with a 'sore throat'. He's lying, of course, only trying to gain a couple more days off school. I, however, have people to see and things to do, so being the more sensible twin, decided to come into school.
A decision I'm slowly beginning to regret - I could be tucked in bed with Roland right now.
Florence isn't faring much better - however her problems are caused by alcohol.
"Why did I get drunk on a Monday night? That's pure insanity," she groans on our way to maths after break.
"Being hungover on a Tuesday is certainly weird," I nod.
"Please don't judge," she winces.
"Why did you even get drunk?" Isabella laughs.
"I don't even know. I was pretty bored and my mini fridge was just there. I need to re-stock it now," she groans.
"You drank all the alcohol in your fridge?" Isabella asks in shock.
"I think so?" Flo holds a hand to her head, wincing at the lights I presume.
"Why are you in school?" I shake my head.
"Because I heard my little sickly friend was coming in for the first time in ages after recovering from a deadly illness," she looks over at me with a large grin, brown eyes glinting happily, "and my dad made me, but mostly for you."
"It was the flu, you cunt," I shove her shoulder.
"Gentle hands, please," she holds her hands up defensively, "or, actually, gentle shoulders."
"Yeah, Chiara, you almost sent her flying," Isabella says sarcastically.
"Thank you, Bella," Florence nods, obviously not picking up on the sarcastic tone.
I look at Isabella over Florence's head and we both sigh.
We get to Mr. Kornell's classroom and I see Archie stood with Alexsei at the end of the corridor. I wave at them both with a smile before entering my maths class with Florence.
ARCHIBALD😝 my queen is back xx
Me glad you missed me
ARCHIBALD😝 where's ur twin
Me dying at home lol
ARCHIBALD😝 pussy
Me LITERALLY
I put my phone away with a smile when Mr. Kornell enters the class, already starting to yap about sine rule.
I keep a wary eye on Florence who is sat in her seat in front of me. She sits, clutching the right side of her head, slumped in her seat.
