Hiding The Truth Inside This School

A/N So I wrote this some point last year and forgot about it. Finding it the other week I started to write some more and decided to upload it. I'd appreciate comments and maybe even some votes... Anyway hope you like it! 

Prologue

Samantha’s POV...

I locked the front door to my house and went up to my room. Mum and dad were at work. They wouldn’t get back till late. Dragging myself over to my bed I lay down on my back and thought about what had happened at school today.

I started to sob, quietly, recalling my bad day. I was so angry at myself for not noticing something was off with the both of them. How could I have not noticed, I mean it was the two people I was closest to, my boyfriend and best friend? I was fuelled with rage with both of them but, with mainly me. Why of all people did this have to happen to me? What have I done to deserve this? Nothing I can remember of the top of my head.

A thought suddenly popped in my head; what the heck am I going to do tomorrow? I can’t face them tomorrow it’s too soon. But I want to go; I want to be with my friends that haven’t been going behind my back.

I must have been sat there for half an hour. Just sat there staring at the white ceiling of my purple room. I want to change the colour of my room. I randomly thought. I’ll ask mum later. I mentally noted.

It must have been only 30 seconds, before I heard cars screech to a stop, outside my window. Car doors slammed, voices floating through my slightly opened window, voices that belonged to my parents. Why are they back so early? I thought as I glanced at my Simpsons clock.

I bolted out of bed and over to my mirror quicker than lightning, as I remembered I had been crying. I couldn’t, no scratch that, I wouldn’t let them see me like this. For crying out loud they didn’t even know I had a boyfriend.

Washing my face mega fast, and going over to my bag grabbing homework and sitting at my desk looking like I was doing homework was the only thing I could think of. Just as I sat down a knock echoed around the room, followed by the handle turning and my mum’s head popping round the door,

“Sweetie, do you mind coming down for a minute? Me and your dad need to tell you something important.” She asked sounding quite serious.

“Ok, let me finish this then, I’ll come down,” I replied.

My mum non-jokingly told me, “I wouldn’t bother. It may as well go in the bin.” She disappeared out of view, closing the door behind her. Weird, I thought. Must be serious.

Scraping my chair against my cream carpet, I got up going downstairs into the living room where I heard my mum and dad’s worried voices.

I decided to listen to what they were saying before I walked in, “I’m scared John, what if she doesn’t like it. And wants to stay here, she’s grown up here.”

Whatever it is doesn’t sound good and I want to find out what it is. Opening the door, I made myself visible, instantly ridding of any conversation they were just having.

The room was tense. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife; it was so awkward and silent.

My dad cleared his throat looking ready to tell me some big news.

“Well urm,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “You know with my job and everything?”

I nodded.

“Yeah well, I err, I got... promoted.”

I was now more confused than ever. “That’s good. Why were you so nervous to tell me?  I’m happy for you.”

“Honey, when your dad took the promotion, he wasn’t informed till after that we kinda maybe have to... to m-move.”

I didn’t know whether to be overwhelmed by happiness that I wouldn’t have to face that cow, and the cheating scumbag, or upset because I couldn’t see my friends again. I guess I was half and half. “That’s fine, I s’pose.” I sighed, knowing I would be able to deal with it.

“Oh by the way go and pack your stuff, because we’re going tomorrow, sweetie.”

At least I don’t have to deal with school! I thought on the bright side.

I slipped off to my room, but just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I heard my dad chuckle in relief, “Well that went better than I expected. I wonder what she’ll do about Kristen. I mean those two have been friends since they were little.”

If only you knew what happened dad you would know how well I’m taking it with her. I mentally sighed.

Bring on tomorrow. Tomorrow, my life will start a fresh, in a new place. Goodbye Manchester, hello... wait where are we moving? Guess I’ll just have to find out tomorrow.

It was late so I decided to go to bed to wake up bright and early to pack for the long day tomorrow.

I yawned. I was out like a light as soon as my head hit the big, fluffy pillow.