"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare.
17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
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I cannot believe Chloe is 12 she's growing up way too fast. That must make me old, not old enough to leave but I'm almost there. I've already gotten interviews with Oxford, UCL and UW. Oxford was definitely a surprise I just applied for a laugh. After I had received the letter, I've called like four times to make sure it wasn't a mistake because that would have made much more sense. I'm so nervy for my interviews and if I'd be getting into any three of those collages my best bet would be UCL. I wonder what it'd be like staying in one place for a whole year, or staying away from mother and Chloe for that long. "All done piglet." I smile curling the last lock of Chloe's hair.
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"Can I see now?" She hopefully asks me the same question for the hundredth time. I laugh and finally turn her chair around. She looks wide eyed in the mirror taking in her new appearance.
"Well?" I question.
"I love it." She exclaims clapping her hands together. Before she gets of the chair I stop her.
"Wait a sec would you? I'm not quite finished." I lie. She looks at me sceptically as I turn her chair towards me. "Close your eyes." She frowns but obeys me. I pull out the bubble gum from mouth and stick it on her button nose, laughing. She pushes my arm and turns around in the chair peeling it off. Her bright green eyes glaring at me. "Oh come on Chloe, your birthday wouldn't be complete if I didn't do that." I laugh.
"You're evil" she says glaring at me fighting back a smile.
"Hey I went easy on you this year and you know it." I smirk thinking about all the wicked birthday pranks I pulled over the past years.
"I thought you had gotten me a gift or something that's the only reason I closed my eyes." She huffed.
"I did but I was only going to give it to you after I had my laugh." I smiled. "Come on then it's in mother's dressing room, I hid it there so you wouldn't find it, cause you're a nosey bugger." I explain walking toward the door.
"Jill, wait," she calls, I stop, turning around and raising my eyebrows. "Do you think he'll come?" She asks.
"Fernando?" I sigh turning around walking over to her. Her brown curls bounce as she nods looking down at her lap. I kneel down and take her hands in my mine.
