I sat on the rugby pitch, can of coke in my hand, a pen in the other. I was currently writing to old friend, James.
-basically it's rather basic here. As is any other public school. Apparently my new form tutor is hot. But I haven't seen him yet because he got the day off. I hope to see you soon Jay, millions of HUGS.
I love you
LIB xxx
I sealed it with a kiss and stood up, ready to post it to James. I did sort of miss home back in west Sussex, but to be honest, I feel being here would have given me a fresh start. I just really hope I don't fuck this up.
I posted it through the tiny red letter box, and turned to walk back to the car park, but my body slammed into an object in front of me, the rest of my coke spilling down my white winters jumper.
"Fuck Me" I cursed, pulling my shirt down, and glaring at the man before me.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to, I just-"
"Save it" I interrupted him.
His mouth was gaped open, and he went to apologise again but I cut him off.
"It was only a fiver in primark. Nothing special." I smiled kindly at him. His mouth closed and me smiled back at me.
"I'm Dan Howell" he held out his hand for me to shake.
"Howell.." I repeated under my breath, the name somehow rang a bell.
Howell, Howell, Howell.
Nope.
"I'm Olivia West."
"Isn't it a bit late for you to be out young lady?" He asked in a serious concerned tone.
"I'm 18, 19 in March" I tried hard not to roll my eyes.
"Jheeze you look 12, I could have mistaken you for one of my students" he chuckled.
Students?
"Students?" I repeated the thought in my head.
"Yes I am a college teacher. But we are a community school and sixth form. Just down the road from here actually. The weald."
FUCK
MR HOWELL
THAT'S MY FORM TUTOR
Do I tell him?
No
Idiot.
"Can I take you for coffee?" He smiled at me.
Shit I can't go out for coffee for my teacher.
"Actually my sister was just telling me to come home, so I should be on my way-"
I was cut off by my my phone.
"Sorry I have to take this, see you around?" I turned to face him, but he was nowhere to be seen. I shrugged it off and answered my phone.
"Hello?"
"Olivia please come home..please" The sound of my sister's voice cried over the phone.
Shit.
"I'm coming"
