"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare.
17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
Friday. It's finally Friday. A week since I moved to Windsor. I think to myself, as I copy history homework for the weekend off the board. "So what's your plans for the weekend love?" Dave smiles scribbling in his book.
"I'm supposed to meet my grandparents, either than that I don't really know... probably homework ." I sigh.
"Some of my mates and I are going out tonight would you-"
"I'm actually going out with my mates too."I tell him quickly before he asks the question. Dave has been a really sweet bloke, the kind that I would fall for. Which is why I can't let things even sway in that direction at all. I can't break him too.
"Oh some other time?" He asks.
"Sure." I lie and start packing up as the bell rings.
"Well I hope you have fun." He smiles his charming smile.
"You too." I hug him goodbye.
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"Where are you off to?" Father asks as I step into the foyer.
"Out with friends." I answer him as he looks at me. I never really had to ask mother if I could go out. She was always busy and she knew I could take care of myself, she knew I was responsible. She trusted how she raised me. I hope father isn't like one of those overprotective, hovering types. "Father?" I snap him out of his trance.
"I'm sorry poppet, you just look so much like your mother it's going to take me a while to get used to." He tells me. "Who's fetching you?" Father inquires glancing out the opened doors and Joey's car pulls up as he does. Already answering my question. Joey gets out of the car walking up the steps. "Joseph." My father greets him.
"Mr.Desai." He shakes my fathers hand.
"I trust you'll be keeping an eye on these girls." Father says glancing towards the car where Ellie and Char sit, I can hear their squeals from here.
"I will sir." Joey answers looking toward me.
"You look beautiful, don't stay out too late alright?" Father waves me goodbye.
"I wont." I promise as my white ballet flats carry me down the stone steps.
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"Want another?" The blonde bartender asks me as I place my fifth empty glass on the counter top.
"Nope. I'm alright, I think I've have enough." I smile at the handsome lad, glancing around the room at the dancing bodies. I shouldn't even have drank this much to begin with but I haven't had a drink since four months ago in Mexico and after all of the shit I've had to take in this week I think it's okay to let loose for one night.
"You know if I wasn't working right now, I would ask both of you ladies to dance." The blonde tells Char and I, she blushes.
"Where are you from?" I ask noticing his accent is not very English.
"I grew up in Ireland, moved here 3 years ago. I'm staying with me brother." He tells me and I giggle at the way he says 3, so cute.
"I moved here a week ago, Jill." I introduce myself.
"Niall." The lad smiles, making him look even more handsome.
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