Alone

S E V E N T E E N

If there was anything worse than waking up to an alarm, it was waking up to an alarm set earlier than usual. Somehow I forced myself to make it go off half an hour earlier so that I could rise up to the irritating best friend expectation and basically pounce on Isabella this morning since she was turning 18 today. She was by far one of the last people to turn 18 in our year, since her birthday was July 31st, yet somehow she acted like the most mature.

I drag myself out of bed, slinging on black jeans and a Joy Division t shirt before tracking upstairs lazily.

I walk in to see Isabella tangled in the white duvet placed on top of her. Her hair sprawled out in front of her face, only one closed eye to be seen beneath the wreck that was an official 18 year old girl. I creep onto the bottom of her bed, crawling as quietly as possible up the bed so I was now sat to her right leaning over her.

"ISABELLLLAAAAAA" I sing loudly, she quickly jolts up with one of the most frightened looks on her face as beads of sweat appear in the corners of her face. Her face soon turns to pure disgust and irritation, she angrily pulls the duvet over her head to block out the light I had let in from the door.

"Molly, for fucks sake, what do you want?" she mumbles the sound muffles from the amount of material on top of her.

I laugh under my breath. "Oi, I will not accept you being all moany on your own freaking birthday" I command smiling wildly at her. "Now, get your sorry act together and open my present" I smirk, pulling out my present I wrapped last night from behind my back, placing the black present on the bed in between the both of us. After a while of her phasing out, she quickly snaps back in huffing as she picks up the present, weirdly staring it at for longer than the average person does.

"Open it then" I urge.

"Did you wrap this?" She asks completely out of the blue. What?

"Mhm" I reply, watching her slide off the red ribbon binding the present together. She fiddles around with the wrapping paper, tearing it apart and her eyes soon grow wide.

"Oh my" she breathes holding up the top in front of her.

"Brand new in the pop up shop baby" I smirk, feeling proud of myself - when in reality it was a bloody good coincidence considering it was the only one left and basically the only thing Isabella would have liked from the local music shop Frequencies.

"Thanks" She says, hugging the top to her chest.

"Anytime" I say sliding off the bed and heading over to the mirror stood up by the door on a slant. "Oh yeah-" I remember, spinning around. "Happy Birthday"

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The morning flew by pretty quickly, after telling my parents the plan for the party, they both covered up 'going out for a meal' pretty well. Isabella seemed clueless. After that we rocked up at school and had the usual shitty lessons, followed by lunch where Ashton decided to flaunt himself all over Isabella... Not that I cared.

Just the way he leaned over the table staring at her made sick rise in my throat, he got her some little penguin necklace which to me just seemed kind of stupid considering we all knew Luke was the one most likely to get her that.

Or maybe I'm just over reacting I mean-

"You having trouble there?" Luke asks, looking up laughing from his work. I quickly shake my head realising how absolutely stupid I must have looked completely zoned out.

We were now in maths class and if there was one class I didn't want to attend it would be this one, it was okay because Luke was there, but obviously he was one of Ashton's dick squad so who was he to trust.