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Me.
I immeadietly headed for the bathroom. It was a very tight, small bathroom. But it was cozy in a way. You can pretty much tell that they liked the colour turquoise. Everything was turquoise. I mean like the shower curtain, the toilet seat lid, the soap, the bath, the towels. Even the toilet roll was turquoise. Obsessed much?
I took off my dressing gown and lifted my arms to put them through the jumper.
BANG!
I screamed.
"Oh shit sorry."
The voice tried to come in while I was getting dressed. Plain rude. It was clearly a boy. Now I'm embarrassed. I don't want to walk out this door. Uh, what do I do. I was now shaking, because that's what I do when I get scared and embarrassed at the same time.
I leaned against the door not to let anyone else in, whilst getting dressed. Don't even ask me why. I put the leggings on and slid into my red converse. I then looked in the tall mirror that was hanging off the door by 2 screws that weren't even fixed in properly. I stood up straight again and checked myself out. Everybody does that come on? Fixing my hair, sorting the way my clothes are going, etc, you get the idea. I picked up my dressing gown and my pink bunny slippers. Ha Gaaay
I opened the wood door to lead to Megan's bedroom again. Behind the door was the most handsome boy ever. I sound historical. He was hotter than Nando's Peri-Peri Chicken. That's better, don't sound like my Nan now. I think he was staring at me because I was in my own world still in the middle of the doorway of the bathroom. Do you think he wanted to go for the toilet? Yeah, I think so I think I better move now.
I headed towards Megans bedroom where she was waiting for me on the bed.
"Faye came in here while you were getting dressed and she said she was waiting for you in the car downstairs."
"Okay thanks Meg. Would you like to come with me?"
I smiled polietly at her. I think she's actually going to be my friend here.
"Sure why not?"
I placed my dressing gown and slippers on her single bed and raced down the stairs to get to the car. Slamming the door shut of the orphanage, I realised this was just getting better - already I had a friend.
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