Bruised Inside and Out

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Chapter One

Lying on my bed with me head in my hands, never in my life had I been so embarrassed! How could I have done something so dumb, Today at school I had just yelled out my crushes name instead of my friend Josh’s who was standing beside him. Luke and his girlfriend Jessica both turned and looked up at me and all I could do is wave awkwardly. My friends told me it wasn’t that bad but I just wished I could disappear into the walls of the corridor.

Why was I so hooked on Luke, I mean he was absolutely gorgeous, with sandy blond hair that falls across his face, and these blue eyes that you get lost in. He also had this infectious laugh that everytime you heard it, it made you feel like laughing too. I’d had a crush on him for about six months and had almost built up the courage to tell him how I felt, but a month ago he started dating Jessica. I was so jealous, she is an absoloute cow, and no one can see what he sees in her.

So now its three weeks off my 17th birthday and I was single and with no chance of getting the guy I liked to even notice me, well until I yelled his name in front of everyone. Oh my god I hope Jessica doesn’t ask me what that was about.

Knock Knock, Come in…

‘Alexis, dinners ready’ says my mum opening my door and looking around ‘ And after dinner you'd better clean this pig sty up”

“Yes mum!” I say groaning, I hate cleaning my room I usually pay my little brother Clint to do it.

I walk into the kitchen and grab my tea off the bench and walk into the lounge where my family are sitting already eating and watching tv.

 My family never sat at the dining table, its covered in bits and pieces seeing as its never used for eating. A normal family would sit around the table and ask each other how their days were, not mine, they're all wrapped up in the latest episode of their favourite show.

 I look around at them wishing we were all closer, but it’s just not how this family is. I look at my mum and I feel sad for her, the life she is lives is so mundane looking after us kids has been her life for the past 17 years, dad treats her terribly and I can’t remember the last time I seen her smile. I look at my dad, I am filled withhatred, anger and bitterness towards him, as he is always drunk most of the time and and yelling, swearing and calling us all names. I barely speak to him unless I have to. I look at my two little brothers, Clint who is almost 9 and Matthew whose 11 they are both good kids, I love them both to bits but they are always fighting with each other as brothers do. And my sister Louise who is 14, we don’t get along. She is always stealing my things and getting me in trouble with mum for things I haven’t done, sisterly love right? Wrong!

After dinner, I call my best friend Chantelle. She only lives next door, but we call each other every night before bed, we are like Siamese twins never apart, when we can help it. She is a year younger which sucks because we are in different years in school. But we make the most of our time out of school.

“Hey Channy, whats going on?”

“Hey Lexi, nothing just trying to get this homework done, Miss Brown gave us so much homework, the cow!”

“Uh poor you having her for Lit! So what’s on for the weekend anyway?”

“Well I heard from Tamara Hunter that she’s having a party Saturday night and she wants us to go, and I spoke to Adam Belluci and him and his mate Brent are going, oh my god Brent is so hot! We have to go!”

“ Oh so what am I supposed to do while your off sucking face with Brent? Entertain Adam, ugh I don’t think so, he’d better not have any ideas”

“Oh come on Lex, he’s cute” Chantelle says in her sleazy voice

Adam had, had his eyes on me for months now and I thought he was really cute but there was something in my gut that told me to be careful around him.

“Ok, we’ll go” I said, secretly hoping to find a cute guy to get my mind off Luke.

“Yay, we have to pick outfits after school tomorrow, well I’d better get onto this homework. Love ya!”

“Love u too”

I hung up the phone and sighed, of course I would have to borrow an outfit off Chantelle, I had no nice clothes to wear to a party. My family were not poor but we only have money to get the basic things in life, I rarely got any new clothes. Most of my wardrobe consisted of second hand clothes. Chantelle on the other hand was an only child and was always getting nice new clothes, but us being like sisters she always insisted I share her clothes… She was such a good best friend.