Sorry for the wait it was ages, the next couple chaps are gonna be awesome so stay tuned hehe
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When I got up for school on Monday morning I could feel my eyes stinging because of how much I’d allowed myself to cry; I’d promised myself that it would be the last time I cried over Lucas Greyson.
I got up and switched my alarm off stretching out in the process and headed for the bathroom. Out of habit I walked straight over to the mirror hanging over my sink and regretted it as per usual. When I saw how tiny and red my eyes were I sighed and shook my head but let it go and got in the shower.
I had hoped that the shower would wake me up a little and I guess it did but ever since Jenny had given me her advice to forget this guy there’s been this clamp on my stomach, but I’m just going to do it because she’s right and it’s the best all round thing for everybody.
So with that in mind I did my make – up and hair to my old standard – there will be no more moping and definitely no more track pants, God what was I thinking!
My bruises were definitely on their way out so I might not even need the fake tan that I got with Jenny at the weekend, I just need to make sure I don’t get in my Mom’s way again anytime after now because I’ll still be purple at the dance and wouldn’t go like that and I‘d feel really bad for Mark.
When my make – up was flawless and even I was proud of my work, I decided to leave my hair damp from the shower because it crinkles really nice when I leave it alone to dry naturally; and then went back into my bedroom to decide what to wear.
I opened up my closet and looked along the rail finally deciding on a mid thigh loose red dress that has a white eyelet lace collar so it’s kind of sixties, black tights; I mean it’s still school and I am not about to let myself get labelled a slut in senior year with no time to change it; and black ankle boots that have a really nice length heel – not too high where people are like how is she walking? And not too low where it’s like what’s the point?
I went out of my room and jogged across the hall to Freddie’s room to wake him up but when I opened the door he was getting dressed himself.
“Fredster you’re awake! I’m proud of you buddy”.
He turned to the door to face me and smiled.
“Thanks Teddy you look pretty today” I smiled back at my little brother for the compliment.
“It’s ok and thank you; have you packed you bag yet”?
“Nope”.
“Want me to”?
“Ok it’s by my toy box” I nodded and went to go get from where it had obviously been tossed when he got home.
“What do you want in here”? I asked looking around picking up his stuffed monkey and putting it in there.
He shrugged “Crayons”?
“They’ve got those at school buddy... I’ll just put some toys in ok and then we’ll go; Freddie they make your lunch at school right”? I asked zipping up his back pack and putting it on his shoulders.
“Uh huh” he said holding out a hand for me to take now he was dressed. I nodded but took him under the armpits and put him on my back. I could hear him giggling from back there and laughed myself at the sound. I held on to his legs so that he didn’t slip off but I doubt he would with that python grip he has on my neck.

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