Shadowed (z.m)

2.

"Good morning Holly!" Mum smiled at me, looking up from the newspaper when I entered the kitchen. "I haven't seen you this perky in a while."

"It's time for me to move on, I thought about what you said yesterday and I need a new me." I sighed, getting myself a glass of water.

"Am I hearing correctly. I've had that talk with you at least a thousand times with you the last two years and you chose to listen now?" She laughs.

"Well, I think them being back together has kind of changed my perspective on it. I was obviously not that big of a couple ruiner if they're together. It feels a bit like closure." I actually felt like I could close that chapter of the book that is my life.

You mean the roller coaster that is life?

Shit. That is exactly the type of thinking that needs to stop. New me, new me, new me.

"I booked a time at Gabby's after school." I told mum as Christy walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, good for you! Your hair could need some trimming." Mum was almost more excited for this new me than I was.

"What happened to you?" Chrissy eyed me up and down. I'd dug out the few designer items from my wardrobe that still fit. I was clad in a white lace Hillfiger top, some random way over priced jeans, and had my old favourite necklace on. I'd always loved the cross and feathers on the leather hanging around my neck.

"Closure."

"At least I don't have to be Bradford's hobos sister anymore." She teased and I swatted at her arm. "I'm glad for you."

"It was about damn time." I laughed along with her, going to the hall to grab my bag and put my shoes and jacket on.

"Breakfast Holly!" Mum shouted behind me. "It's fact that people who skip breakfast are more common to have heart disease and die earlier."

"I'll grab something on my way to school!" A morning hadn't been this jolly for me in years. Even though it's only a week left of school it's a week made better. I put my leather jacket on together with my boots and took a quick glance in the mirror before going. I was still really pale and looked pretty lifeless. Not for long. I jumped on my bike and was at school in no time.

As I stood in front of the gates to hell I took a deep breath. People are gonna look at me even more now, but hopefully in a different way. I pulled the door open and it was like everything stopped. I could see the populars stoping what they were doing, all eyes on me. Elouise eyed me closely as I made my way to my locker. She used to be my best friend. When I left the popular squad she was quick to replace me as the new leader. I unlocked my locker and realised that I'd only be doing this four more times and then I'm done. I'm done here.

"Look who woke up from the grave?" I heard from behind my locker door. My hands slammed the door close as I glared into those perfectly made up eyes outlined in black. Elouise smiled at me and opened her arms as if to give me a hug.

"And look who doesn't care." I smiled and walked past her on my way to class. Nothing, and I mean nothing had felt that good in two years. Only could I imagine the look of horror on her face. Serves her damn right. Friends are supposed to be there for each other, the first day I came to school looking like shit, she abandoned me. I'm not gonna gain my popularity back by falling back to the same stupid place. I'm going to work my way up there myself. I have more dignity than just going back to backstabbers.

Drew smiled shyly at me from the across the hall and I returned it. Drew was like a very handsome geek. Teased by the populars, accepted by everyone, liked by me and loved by teachers. Clever, cute and an adorable London accent. There'd been a lot of eye flirting between us, much talking and eye flirting. Though I knew he didn't want me to go back to being popular, I knew he liked me more as an outsider like himself. I've always admired his ambition, he applied to Oxford but he hasn't told me if he got in or not. They'd be idiots not to take him.