New Beginnings

Chapter 13

Philippa's P.O.V

To say I was nervous would be an understatement, today is the day of my interview for a job at the primary academy I did placement at when I was at college. I have been back in London for a day and Harry won't let me leave the flat even to go to the shop that is literally across the road on my own. You see Harry made me stay with him because he didn't want me on my own.

It wasn't like I was going to kill myself or anything. I am past that stage now. I feel happier now that I am around Harry like I can be myself again and that I don't have to look over my shoulder when I want to go out.

At the moment I am now sat on Harry's bed whilst he is trying to pick me a top to go with my skirt and blazer. I want to make a good impression for this interview even if the teachers have all seen me in leggings, vans and decent top looking like shit. This is an actual job interview.

"What about this one?" Harry asks lifting up a simple short sleeved black blouse.

"Harry I look like I am going to attend a funeral if I wear that." I reply sighing.

"Oh, Oh What about this one?" He asks lifting up a pale blue/green top with ruffles down the centre of the top.

"Yeah I like that one. Now get out boy so I can change." I say standing up and taking the top of the curly freak.

"Hey this is my house you cant kick me out of my own room." Harry replies stamping his foot like a four year old.

"Yeah so I need to get changed, and if this is your house you can easily go and do something else while now I change." I reply smirking. And with that Harry walks out of his room leaving me on my own.

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Well that wasn't as bad as I thought it would of been Mrs Holmes the principle of the school remembered me and we spoke about what I had done after I left the school. The interview went well she asked me questions like you normally do, she asked about the different things I have done that was on my CV like when I did poacher in 2013 with the guides.

She said she would let me know in the next day or so if I had the job. Whilst I was there I went for a walk around the school to see some of the teachers that I know that are still there so my old supervisor Craig who was lovely and Sarah who I had helped for a few weeks as she didn't have teaching assistant. Sadly my other supervisor Roger retired last year. So I didn't get to see him which was a shame because he was like a big cuddly bear.

But anyway I'm now walking down Oxford streets looking in the different shops. But I really need to get out of these shoes they are killing yeah i know they aren't that high but god they hurt after walking around London for about an hour.

Walking out of HMV I feel my phone vibrate in my jacket pocket.

"Hello, is this Philippa Bullock?" The female voice on the other end asked.

"This is Philippa." I reply who the hell is calling me.

"I was asked to call you, I'm sorry to say this but your grandad has been taken ill an your family would like you back as soon as you can possibly today." The lady replied. Oh my god why does this always happen.

"O-ok I'll be there soon as I can." I reply trying to hold back the tears. The one person I love more than my mum is ill and there will be nothing I can do to help.

Walking to the nearest tube station I whip out my oyster card and swipe it on the machine luckily it's not that busy so I got in the next tube pretty quick. Arriving at the house I nip in and grab my suitcase as I hadn't fully unpacked it. Luckily Harry wasn't home so I left a note. And left again.