I wait in the classroom for the bell to ring. Hand ready to grab my phone. The suspense is killing me. Come on hurry up! Finally the bell rings. I grab my phone from my pocket and open snap chat. My notifications tell me the I have one snap from my best friend Elsie. Its a picture of her shoes he caption saying "met me outside". I go to the schools office dropped off my books. Say goodbye to them and leave. There she stands her blonde hair plaited in a french-braid. Her blue eyes threatening to stream down with tears. I go over grab her arm and drag her to the back of the school. "Elsie that could've been really embarrassing for you". Tell her. "I don't care!". She in full crying mode now. The tears are streaming down her face fast. "Come here Ya fecken ejeet your gonna start me off". I tell her as I pull her into a hug. A tear roll down my face as I hug her. So there we both were like idiots standing at the back of the school crying.
A question you probably asking is why are my friend and I crying at the back of our school? It all started when my Aunt Allie got a phone call from California, America asking her to go back to work there. So that night she sat me and my brother down and asked us what we wanted to do. We went through our options like schools and collages and stuff. And we came to a decision. My aunt and I will move to California and my brother will stay here in Ireland with his apprenticeship in engineering My aunts new job is so much better pay than it is here Ireland. She manages a kids play centre where my brother used to work part time. Whereas now she'll be a reporter for the New York times again. I know it's kinda sounding stereotypical right? The Irish girl moves to California and ends up falling for some perfect guy who treats her like a princess.
I'm not one of those girls and if a guy tried to treat me like a princess I'd kick him in the balls.
Now he question our probably asking is what kind of girl am I? I the kinda girl who spends alot her to reading books or watching TV shows and movies. That kind of girl that get ready to kick if a guy comes over. I girl who doesn't take any crap from anyone. That's right you guessed it I'm a fangirl. If you don't know what a fangirl is a fangirl is someone who has an obsession with something e.g: movie, book, band or someone e.g: Dylan O'Brien, Jennifer Lawrence , Josh Hutcherson. Some who is socially awkward carries around a book in her bag. That is me. Elsie isn't like that though she's the kind of person who doesn't obsess over movies or TV shows she just likes them. Like every other person on this planet she just likes them. I think that's why we get on so well, we're so different. She has an obsession with make up and I have an obsession with books. It's a miracle we find something to talk about. Usually we just try and embarrass eachother. Or I try and listen to her make up story's as she tries to book to listen to my book ones. And when that doesn't work we just both about most of the girls in our school. What? Don't judge us we're girls after all. Elsie is my best friend we take care of eachother. We always have. I know she has loads of friends other than me and stuff, but I'm just...... going to miss her.
I give her one big squeeze before we part. "Aunt Allie will be getting worried". I say as we begin walk around he front of he school. "So will my parents". She says as she grabs my hand. Do we look like Lesbians? Yes! Do we care? No! "I'd come with you to the airport but cross county games are this weekend and-". I stop her. "It's okay I wish I could go with you this year". "Me too". Elsie smiles. I hear a car horn I look and see my Aunts car. I give Elsie one last squeeze goodbye. And head for the car. "Skype me tonight". She says as we part ways. I nod. I jump into the car. Full of sadness.
Hi everyone author here the picture above is Clarke so you can get a better image of her when read this
I hope you guys are enjoying it so far! Bye!
-Grace
