Prologue

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I pulled myself out of bed at 7am on a Saturday morning to get a glass of water, I sat down at the kitchen table as mum walked in with a smile on her face. She tucked my long hair behind my ear " Today is the day Emma! " she announced. " For what? " I replied. " To pack up, this time next week we will be in Florida! And I want everything boxed up by tomorrow. " she stated. I sighed, I didn't want to leave. There's a boy I like, called Jack. We started talking when our soccer teams played each other a few weeks ago, he's polite and seems interested in me, which is definitely a reason to stay. I grabbed my water from the table and returned to my room. The rain dripping down my window kept distracting me from packing. Once I finally finished Mum helped me carry the boxes down the stairs which were all piled in the hallway. I had a quick shower, put on some light make up and left to meet my best friend Linda at the park. As I walked down the road a dark ute drove past me, the boys inside wound down the windows and proceeded to call me a slut. I felt upset. More than upset; distraught. I dialled Linda's number and ran the rest of the way to the park. Linda walked over and gave me a hug. We talked about the boys for a while, she offered to buy me coffee " You're leaving in 2 days, I want to do something nice for you. Cheer up buttercup. " I smiled " Thank you Linda. " I jumped of the swing that I had been sitting on and we walked around the corner into the mall. " Starbucks or Gloria's? " Linda asked " Starbucks ". I walked in with a smile on my face. The boy from school, Jack works at this cafè. I felt a little better by seeing him, Linda approached him and took our order while I waited at the back for her. Jack called our order out, I walked up to the counter and collected the drinks and thanked him. He winked at me, I felt my face redden. We walked to the car park and Linda gave me a lift home, I thanked her for the coffee and walked inside. My feet ached, my head hurt from crying. And mum's nagging wasn't helping

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