Perfect

Dresses

**Rosa's POV**

'Thank you so much Dr Franklin!' mum smiled to the doctor who had just re-bandaged my arm. It hurt so much, I could really kill Robert if someone gave me a gun or a knife. Anger and hatred were built up, like a massive fire ball. At any time I could explode! He had ruined the past few weeks. He had ruined me and mum. 'Is it ok if we leave now?' mum smiled as she picked up her bag 'Yes, of course! I have a letter for you, you need a few days off school!' he smiled as he handed mum a letter 'But I've already been off school a lot lately, I should really go, my friends will get worried...' I protested, I actually WANTED to go to school, weird I know but.....It beats getting abused by a psychopath. For those that have just tuned in to "Rosa's life" I mean Robert. Sorry, I am just stressed.....

**Louisa's POV**

'So you really think this is a good idea?' I asked Lucy who convinced me to come over to Rosa's house to cheer her up. Everyone else was busy, well it was 12:00 on a Sunday. 'Yes, Rosa would love some company..' Lucy smiled as we saw Rosa stepping out of the car. 'ROSA!' we both screamed. She turned around to see us running at her. We all had huge smiles plastered on our faces. 'Hi guys! What are you doing here?' Rosa asked as she rubbed her arm. 'We came to cheer you up!' I giggled, we tried to not be sad because we knew Rosa was, and why she cut herself. And about Robert, he twisted her arm, I hate him. She told us all.

We spent 1 hour over at Rosa's then we decided to leave her alone with her mum. She told us how she felt, and how she wasn't going to be at school for a few days. We were so shocked, but we helped and supported her. She cried a few times, but who wouldn't? She is so brave. I wish I could be like her, she doesn't realise what she has, and who she is. She is a brilliant, funny, kind, beautiful, strong person who knows what she believes in, and sticks to it like glue. And she is there for us no matter what. She has no reason to die, she will become someone who will make a difference, a big difference.

I wish I could be more like her. I think as I enter my home. 'Mum I'm back!' I called upstairs.

**Rosa's POV**

I look at my arm, technically I should be dead by now. If Robert wasn't drunk and mum hadn't dumped him, if she hadn't come home early and called 999. I would be dead. So in a way I thank Robert for being drunk. But I hate him for twisting my arm, I hope he never comes back. He will probably move to a different town, with the police on his tail and all. I hope he moves to a different country. A different world, a different planet.

I check my emails. I have a few from Abigail, Suzii, random offers from random companies, and a competition. I click to find out what the competition is, you have to draw and design an item of clothing and if you win that item will be made in real life. And it will be sold in their shops! And 10% of the profit they make on it will be yours! Yay! I have to enter! OMG! This competition was made for me, I love designing clothes! But I would have to do it when my arm gets better....Still.....It has to be sent in 10 days time, my arm will not be better by then. Damn it!

I was about to delete the email, but then I realised I could submit a dress design that I did earlier this year. I found my sketchbook and I found my chosen dress. It was a blue and green peacock dress with a peacock feather collar. It was one of my favourite dresses, all I had to do was take a photo of it, and send it off to them.

I read my email one last time and I checked my dress. 'Perfect!' I smiled as I hit send, all I had to do now was wait. I really hoped that I would win, not because of the prize, but I have always wanted to become a dress designer. I wanted to see women wearing my designs, and smiling when they did. I wanted to give all women self confidence, even though I personally had none.

My phone started  buzzing, not again! I picked it up and I checked my messages, Alex sent me the details of the meeting:

Hi Rosa,

Here are the details for the meeting thing, sorry for not sending them sooner......Sorry to hear about your arm (Lottie sent me a message) does she always ask so many questions?! Anyway, hope you get better soon, and I should probably give you the details now, sorry :(

Next week (Sunday) Me and my dad will pick you up outside your house at 10:45am, if that is ok.....Then we will drive off to a police hall somewhere, the ride will take around 30 mins, don't bring lunch, there will be some there. We will stay there for around 2 hours, then dad will drop you off back at yours....I think that's it.....Oh, and wear whatever you feel comfortable in, I know girls always spend AGES getting ready, just wearing something you like. There is no need to dress up all posh, I hate girls who do that....You will look pretty whatever you wear :) Sorry, kinda got distracted there... Oh, by the way ,my dad is SO embarrassing, the ride will seem longer than 30 mins........Sorry again....See you there :)

Alex

Awwww....He is so sweet :)

Thanks Alex :) There is no need to be sorry. Thank you by the way......My arm should be better in a couple of weeks, but it could take longer. I hate girls who dress up all posh as well, jeans and loose tops and trainers are my life. I could never wear a dress and high heels, yuk! I am definitely a tomboy, and I am proud to be :) Sorry, going on a bit there, but thanks for inviting me. I look forward to going, sort of, I mean I don't like meetings but....Sure, sorry again. Sorry, ahhhhh! I'm annoying myself now. I would say sorry again, but never mind. Thanks :)

Rosa

I press send, why did I keep on saying sorry for. I sounded like an idiot. He thinks that I am begging. So not cool Rosa, so not cool.