I woke in the morning feeling refreshed, me and Millie had fallen asleep on her bed, the music was still playing. Nirvana come as you are was playing. One of my all time favourites. Kurt Cobain is God! I looked at my phone 2%, I looked at the time, 10:43. I rolled over to face Millie and tapped her on the shoulders.
"Millie, Millie wake up!" I said loudly. She shuffled around and groaned.
"What the hell Hannah? It's like five in the morning!"
"Millie it's almost eleven!" With that statement she jumped up from the bed and rushed to the door running downstairs. She had a major gig tonight at a local pub. The pay was big and the venue was almost as big as the pay.
"I have four hours until I need to be there!" She shouted as she made her way down the stairs. Millie takes about two hours to get changed, sigh the hair extensions, dark makeup, excessive clothes and knee doc martins that take forever to do up. As I was to young to go and Millie was just old enough to preform, Miss Olivia had to go with her and we would have Mike, another carer look after us. Mike was a nice middle age man who had gone grey pretty early. He let us do, more or less whatever we wanted.
I could hear Millie clashing the pots and pans downstairs trying to make herself some breakfast. I went down after her at a less manic pace.
"Millie you have four hours" I laughed as I walked into the kitchen to see her rushing around.
"Exactly Hannah, four hours! That's not long enough!"
I laughed to myself as she frantically ran out of the kitchen with a bowl of cereal and ran upstairs. A trail of Rice Krispies followed her spelling out of her bowl as she went.
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Three hours had pasted and Millie had and was still running around like a headless chicken. She still had an hour but she was panicking. I had been in her room with her all day watching everything unravel."Oh Hannah I look I mess!" Millie exhaled loudly groaning as she got up and came over to me offering me a small smile. She was dressed in heavy knee high black doc Martins, black ripped ribbed tights, and ACDC shirt that had a long tail at the back. Her black hair and pink, purple, green and blue hair extensions made a statement along with her makeup. She had extreme winged eyeliner on the top of her eyelids. It was thick, her bottom water line was also heavily covered in eyeliner, her black lipstick was outlined with a dark red lipliner an all of her piercing were in. Her nose ring and snakebites stood out against her dark makeup up and when she tucked her hair behind her ears you could see all of her ear piercings. She had a lot, she told me she had done most of them herself which to be honest I believe. Her industrial piercing was my favourite, I also loved her Tragus. She is my role model. She stretched revealing a belly button piercing which I didn't know she had.
"Millie!! You got your belly button pierced!" I whispered viciously. She instantly drew her arms down and blushed.
"Shhhh! Will you keep your voice down!" She raised her eyebrows at me and widened her eyes.
"Millie!"
"Okay okay shut up a second and I will tell you...jeesh!" She said sassily, waving her hand in my face.
"My mate Ricky did it ages ago, like a month ago or whatever. It's no big deal Hannah, chill!" She said completely relaxed. If only Miss Olivia knew!
"I'm guessing Miss Olivia doesn't know? Millie she is going to kill you!" I gasped feeling bad for her when Miss Olivia finds out.
"She won't find out unless you tell her and I would like to keep it quiet as well so"
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FanfictionHannah has been in care since she was 4 years old. As she has grown up she has had a love of bands, when she enters tickets to a MyChemcialRomance concert years later her hopes and dreams of finally getting out of care may be a reality.