Different

Chapter 2 - Support

I got out some black leggings out of the bottom drawer I swiftly turned around and chucked it onto my bed "I need to tidy that." I mumbled to myself as I see the bed still in a mess. I turned back and closed the drawer I sighed. I opened the second to last drawer and got out a black skirt with orange, brown and white small flowers all over it I also got a black top with cut out patterns at the bottom. I then closed the drawer and opened the wardrobe I got on my tiptoes and managed to get a black wool cardigan. I then throw the cardigan and black top onto the bed with the leggings I close the drawer and slowly get up "ouch" I say as I hear my young bones creak slowly. I walk towards my bed and fold the set of clothes up. I pick them up and run in to the bathroom. "Hurry up!" I hear my mother say I shout back downstairs to her "Yes mum!!" I close and lock the bathroom door and set the clothes on the toilet seat. I hear my mothers murmured voice through the bathroom door "If you're feeling self conscious about how you look come down and show me!!" A smile crept onto my face ear to ear "OK MUM!!" I screeched back. I was feeling kinda self conscious about my appearance.. I quickly changed into my selected clothing and unlocked the bathroom door. I opened the door and ran downstairs. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked around. "Mum!" I shouted to hear her so I knew what room she was in. "In here!" Mum replied . I ran into the living room. Mum was sat on the nearest sofa to the door doing hand gestures to make me sit down. I walked around the arm of the sofa and twirled "self conscious?" She asked. To be honest I was kinda surprised how she guessed. "Y..yeah how did you k..know?" I answered. "You're shaking and you're voice is quieter" she replied. I nodded but I'm seriously surprised. I sat next to her as she began to have her accessional prep talk with me. She put her arm around me and smiled. She began to start off the discussion. "You know you're family is here to support you, Hannah?" She asked. I looked up at her and smiled. "Yes, mum." I replied. She gave me a hug. That's when I realised its not just my mother who is supporting me!