Leaving home

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May P.O.V.

Bright light peaked through the curtains brightening up my room. groaning I bury my face into the pillow wishing that it was still dark out side. eventually grabbing my phone checking the time to find out it was only 6 am, I rolling onto my back and stretching out in the largest way possible and flapping my jaw open and closed like a demented fish while making the strangest sound possible.

As I literally roll out of bed flopping on the hard cold floor I grab my towel and head towards the bathroom and start the shower. 90% of my shower time is spent singing as loudly as I want, mostly because no one was home so I didn't need to be quiet, today's song was LA Devotee. I always enjoyed having the house to myself but sometimes it gets a bit lonely, my mum was always working after my dad left, so she rarely spent time with me and Charlie, well before he moved out that is. I guess I wasn't the perfect feminine daughter she always wanted.

roughly fifteen minutes later I find the effort to get out from underneath the warm water and go get dressed. Wrapping one towel around my body and the other on my head I take the 5 step journey back to my bedroom. Dropping the towels, I grab the first thing I see out my wardrobe and put it on. today's outfit consisted of Charlie's old top that was about three sizes too big for me, and some blue high waisted shorts with cute gold buttons. I decided to tuck in the top so you could tell I was wearing them and not just a top. I pulled my waist length mouse brown hair into a high pony tail, even though summer was coming to a end the temperature was still reaching 27 degrees out side.

The time now was 11 am and I was washed, dressed and packed all ready to leave home. I had gotten into my first choice university, that also happened to be the same one that my brother was currently attending in his second year. He was studying history while I planned on studying film and drama.

It must of been around midday when my brother arrived in his crappy little car. It had been so long since id seen him that I couldn't help but hug him when he appeared at the door. His hair was the same colour as mine, cut short and stuck up in all directions, he had a small amount of stubble that was evenly spread across his chiselled jaw, and well defined cheek bones . He'd changed since I last saw him, he'd gone from lanky history fanatic to biceps galore. The only thing that hadn't changed is his insane height of 6 foot 6 inches, and his pure green eyes with golden flakes in them.

"Hey short ass" he laughed as he held me close playing with my ponytail.

"hi" I squeak in reply to him smiling like the Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland. i let go of him looking up smiling still.

we walked in to the house and sat on the sofa allowing us to have a catch up over tea and cake, just like we used too. he spoke about his course his girlfriend and his room mate. he told me that they had a third room and he'd already got me a bed and everything I might need. I thanked him as we got up from the sofa where we had spent the last hour catching up.

Charlie carried my belongings to the car before turning to get me. locking the door behind me posting my keys through the door. climbing in to the metal box that smelt of sweaty guy and coffee, Charlie joined me in the crap box switching on the engine as it made a funny and slightly unhealthy noise.

We left on our childhood home and made our way to our new home, after we stopped off for milkshake and chips at McDonalds.





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