untwisted

broken

'Beeeep' the long sound just seemed too go through both of my ears. I leaned over to turn my alarm off. I sat up and stared in the mirror across from my bed my eyes were bright red and blood shot. I had been crying again.

After about half an hour of me deciding what to wear I finally decided that I would just put a black midi dress on. I tied my hair up in a doughnut and put some make up on.

I checked the time '8.30' it was defiantly too early for this. I tried not to wake my older sister who I now live with. She is 25 years old and very beautiful, I unlocked the front door and walked out into the fresh air It was the first time in months I had managed to step foot out of the house.

I walked down to the end of my road and looked around it was like a ghost town?

"Hello you!" A mans voice came from behind me

I turned around to see who's there I noticed it was the paper man, shit I thought now I have to make conversation.

I smiled and tried to walk on. I could tell he was trying to speed up.

"How's things I haven't see you in months. You feeling better heard you was really ill?" He said whilst catching up with me

"Hi, yes I'm fine thank you, I'm just on my way to a job interview so if you don't mind I'll just speak to you later" I tried not to be rude but I really wasn't In the mood for conversation.

He handed me a paper and sent me on my way.

I read the front page 'BAD BOY STYLES IS AT IT AGAIN' a picture of a young boy from a band called one direction was on the front of the paper kissing another girl.

'Ew' I said walking towards the buss stop.

When I got into London, I ordered a taxi to itv studio. Which is we're my interview took place. As I walked in the place was full of beautiful women mid 20s. I sat down in a seat near the door and watched all the girls laugh at me as I dropped my folder "fuck" I said under my breath.

I waited for ages and to be honest this wasn't my scene. I got up and walked out fuck fuck fuck. What was I doing? The second time I had done this and I had gone and messed it up?!

Before my thoughts took over me my phone started to ring, I looked down at it. The name read Megan, Megan was my best friend and had been for ages. She was the only one that truly cared about me and I wouldn't change her for anyone.

I picked it up and answered "hello" I spoke quietly.

"Hey babe. How did the interview go? Wanna come for a few drinks tonight. Me and the girls are going to a really posh club called rindos. Apparently lots of famous people go there" she said speaking fast

I wasn't really keen on Megan's other friends they always turned their nose up at people or constantly thought they was better than me.

"I don't know meg. Yeah the interview went fine thanks" I lied again.

Megan lived in central London with her boyfriend Tom. Tom was 24 so he was a lot older than us but I suppose he made her happy and that's all that matters.

"That's good to hear. Why don't you come out just tonight we can get VIP tickets and everything. And then tomorrow I promise you can go back to your pit" Megan laughed down the phone which made my ears leak.

"Meg I'm in the middle of London, that means going home getting ready coming back up here and then going back again. I have nothing to wear anyway" I said trying to mingle my way out of the situation

There was a long silent pause. Maybe she was giving in?

"Don't be dim rose. Come straight to mine now, we can have a lazy day then ill get you ready and you can stay at mine after Tom won't mind. Honestly just come, you never know might meet the man of your dreams" she said laughing at her own joke.