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chapter 21: This Is The Life

Song: This Is The Life by Two Door Cinema Club

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One eventful year later...

Damn. 2016. One year ago, my life was messed up. A lot. My mother died from a stroke which took me around eight months to really get over and move on with my life. Ashton and I dated for around three months but I guess breaking up was mutual. We just felt like we were dating the other for the sake of it. Of course it wasn't like this for around the first month and a half. We went on dates, sickened the others without lovey dovey ness. Of course Ashton and I are still best friends, that hasn't changed. We didn't want anything to happen to our little friend group. Even though there was only six of us it was all I needed.

Michael and I have forgotten about our past over a year ago. I guess you could say we're closer than Ashton and I are. Even when we were dating. It's so strange to think about how I hated Michael. Yet, in some way without him I wouldn't be where I am today. Some days I felt like giving up, not saying kill myself, more like not be bothered or motivated to get out of bed most days. On those days Michael was the one to help me. I guess I owe him for that. 

Julia is still the same. Same sassy ass attitude. Same best friend. She actually threatened to beat up Ashton once I told her we broke up. But then it took her a second to realise I was breaking down crying like a normal person would when they really liked the person. I then told her we both felt mutual about it then hugged and agreed to stay best friends. 

Luke is still awkward, tall, blonde, blue eyed.. giant? I am not good with words okay please forgive me. Still single. Same with Calum. Calum's still tanned, still got the blonde highlights after his hair grew back from shaving most of it off. When he walked threw my door I screamed. Like a little fangirl. 

Julia had to calm me down which took about fifteen minutes. Calum took a while to realise why I was screaming. It was quite funny when I calmed down. However he didn't hear the end of it for the next week from me.

Currently? I'm in my final months of school which I now don't dread everyday of my life any more. Instead I quite enjoy it. I get to see my best friends extra hours every day then we go to someone's house which is usually mine. So nothing really changed. 

Michael has changed big time. For the best. If I compared him from when we were sat in my room awkwardly in silence trying to work for that drama project to now when him and the others stay over the night at my place and it's 3am and we're the only ones awake and in that moment we tell the other our secrets in confidence...I'd say we've both changed a lot. 

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Monday morning rolled round as I fell out of bed at the sound of 'Cover Girl' by Ru Paul started playing. I knew it was Michael because that was his own ringtone just because he hates the show. 

''Michael, why did you ring me? I had an alarm!'' My voice was hoarse as it cracked a little. 

''Are you okay? You sound awful,'' 

''You bloody woke me up! I FELL OUT OF BED BECAUSE OF YOU CLIFFORD!'' I mentally flipped him off even though it wouldn't help my aching back. 

''That's not my fault, you know I always ring you before your alarm anyway, I've just forgot the past few times.'' I heard him chuckle and I knew he was laughing at me falling out of my bed. 

''It's not funny!'' I whined, before saying goodbye and hanging out. 

I got up off the floor just as my dad came into my room. He looked at me confused as my covers were in a bundle on the floor. I gave him a look that said 'don't ask'. He laughed before telling me to get dressed and come down for breakfast. My father and I now have a really good relationship. My life was going so well compared to last year. This is what I prayed for every day. Oh crap I've probably jinxed it and now I'm going to die.