lace and leather

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piper's pov

i get woken up to "happy holidays you bastard" by blink-182, which gives me a small heart attack every morning. god knows why i decided to make that my alarm, but it works so well.

i squint as i readjust myself to the light, thinking
"where the fuck am i?!". it took me a few seconds to remember we'd moved house the day before, and it was all new to me. i'd lived in the same house all my life, and for that to suddenly change was difficult. fun, but difficult.

it wasn't like we'd moved extremely far and left everything i knew behind, though. we had lived in a tiny cottage - and i mean tiny - in the country side, and it was peaceful but god was it boring. there was nothing and nobody there, and the only bus came once a week.
but then, my mum got a promotion at work, quite a significant promotion. she was earning so much more money and she and david, my stepdad came to the conclusion that our lovely little cottage was just too small.

we had the money, and we were all ready so we moved closer to town, and school in a wonderful great big house, in a private road, and although i've been here for less than a day, i knew it was going to be so amazing here.

i hadn't talked to any of my friends yet, but i really wanted to go out into town. i turn on my side and read the blurb of the book i had read last night, and realise that i need to return it to the library before tomorrow. i guess i had my morning sorted.

i finally get out of bed and pull out the ponytail from the night before. my thick dark hair was getting so long it was becoming so hot around my neck in the summer which really sucked. i catch a look of myself in the mirror and realise how greasy my hair is. i hadn't showered in three days, and it was starting to become noticeable.
i stripped from my pyjamas and wrap a towel around myself, and stumble into the shower. my new room had an en suite, which was pretty fucking cool

i washed my hair with my new mint shampoo. i've always loved the calm and refreshing smell of mint, and now my hair glowed with the sweet scent. stepping out of the shower i once again reach for my towel and rub my body dry, and then wrap it around my head like a turban.

"piper, i'm just popping out with david for a while, we've left you some keys if you want to go out. love you darling" i hear my mum call up the stairs.
she was always 'popping out' with david and i was never exactly sure where they went. not that i really cared.

"bye mum, love you too" i say back, cringing at the last part. i always find it difficult to say i love you's to family and i've never known why. i suppose it just adds to my moody teenager attitude.

i wait for the door to slam shut, then drop my towel and put my music on. as cliche as it sounds, i loved getting ready in the morning dancing to music.

without thinking twice, i pull on a pair of skinny black jeans. and when i say skinny, i mean skinny. i may as well tattoo them to my legs, as they're all i ever wear.
i also choose a band tshirt, neck deep, to wear which is also so VERY rare. 
note the sarcasm.  obviously.
it was a fairly warm day, so i don't bother wearing a jacket. i tie up my hair in the messiest ponytail i've ever seen, and do my makeup.
which isn't as interesting as it suggests. mascara, concealer and eyeliner.

picking up the book that needed returning (looking for alaska by john green) and throw it into my vans rucksack. i only bring bags places where i just can't be bothered to carry anything-
so pretty much whenever i went out.
slinging it on my back, i slip on some socks and hop down the stairs, still blasting my music, singing along.
i say singing, i mean screeching.

i notice mum has left me a note on the kitchen counter, so i pick it up.

"piper, please could you get some milk if you go out today? thankyou love", it had sprawled in her illegible handwriting. i sighed, wondering why she couldn't get it herself. it just adds on to my excessively long list of things i had to do.
sarcasm. again. i'm just incredibly lazy.
for breakfast, i did want some toast but opening the bread bin, all we had was david's weird seedy loaf. he'd probably get angry if i even touched it, so i mentally add bread to the shopping list. instead, i pick up a banana and wolf it down as i finish tying up my shoelaces. it was enough to keep me going until i got into town, and i guess i could get something else whilst i'm there.

picking up my skateboard from under the stairs, i make my way into town, remembering to lock the door. i put my keys in the side pocket of my bag and i'm off, skating down the road but also being cautious of the traffic. i did not
want to get run over today.

feeling the wind through my hair as i sped through the streets, i was reminded of how much i love skating. the thrill of it, and sheer fun.
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finally i find myself at the library, and i decide to leave my skateboard just outside because knowing me, i'd end up bashing it into a shelf and knocking books everywhere. i pull out my library card and return my book, and decide to look around for a new one.
i look for the teen section, and once i get there i see it's currently being looked at by another girl, with long blonde hair in two plaits. she was wearing shorts, which exposed her slender pale legs. she looked quite pretty from behind.
she was doing some weird blowing kind of thing. looked like she was trying to blow smoke rings, and i couldn't help but laugh to myself at whatever she was doing.
she spun round at my outburst, and stared at me.
she was pretty from the front, too.
it was no secret at my school that i was bisexual, and i didn't let anyone bother me about it. although I hadn't had any proper girlfriends, i knew i liked girls.

she looked so surprised and nervous i felt bad for interrupting her... whatever.
"having fun there, blowing imaginary smoke rings?" i say, trying not to be mean.

she laughs back, but looks unsure. i cross my arms and tilt my head, trying to figure out this pretty, shy girl.

"my names piper. do you come here often?" i introduce myself, hoping she'll tell me her name in return.
and she did.

"my names rose. i come here quite a lot with my dad"
rose. what a lovely name, i think to myself. it matches her appearance and personality so well.
she's got the most stunning blue eyes i've ever seen.

"i just moved around here but i love libraries. i guess i'll see you again then rose" i say.
it wasn't quite a lie, i did like libraries but it wasn't the reason i was here today.

rose says, almost a whisper, "yeah, i'll see you around piper".
everything about her is so soft.

i smile, and chuckle to myself. i pick up the book i had my eyes on before i saw rose and turned my heel.

i went to the machine and borrowed the book, not really concentrating what was on the screen but more at what just happened. she was so pretty, but she looked so shy. i always had a tendency of being too loud and pushy. but opposites attract, right?

i leave the library, pick up my skateboard and go in the direction of the store to finish my 'errands'.

i never usually made plans, but i knew i'd be visiting the library a lot.

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FINALLY 👏🏻 I 👏🏻 UPDATED 👏🏻 THANK 👏🏻 GOD👏🏻.

I'm sorry it took so long?! I HONESTLY had such a writers block if that's what u wanna call it? I had no plans for this book but I somehow find myself writing drafts at like 1 in the morning. who needs sleep...
this was longer than the last one, so sorry if it's too much but I really hope u liked it and I hope u liked piper, she's so gay deary me.

THANKU ALL XXXX