The Love Calculator

Chapter 2 - Moving forward

13th June 2014

I have just got on stage with the most amazing band, and the lead singer is looking me in the eyes...' FLO! get your lazy backside out of bed!'. He shouted. Wait a second he shouted? I slowly drift back to reality, nope he didn't shout for it would be almighty weird if the guy in my dream was to shout. It was my mother.

'Urrrrggggg' was the most I could articulate at six thirty on a Monday morning. I slowly peel my eyes open, my mum must of switched the light on to make sure I bothered to get up but her plan failed to work as I lay on my back staring up at the ceiling. My room is average sized, with lilac walls almost completely covered by old posters which I had taken out of magazines. My bed is next to my window and I would say every piece of shelf space is covered in something; to say I was a hoarder was an understatement. For I'm at the end of my A-Levels, and only last week did I bother to throw out books I have had since year seven, so yes I am a hoarder. 

'Florence, you need to get up. Your last exam is today and after that you are most welcome to hibernate for the rest of your life.' my mum says peering into my room. ‘But, before you do that clear up this pig sty of a room'. She says whilst walking out.

Great that’s my day sorted then, I suppose it is my last exam; History. After today I will be free for the summer, to work and hang out with my friends, and eventually go to university! Thinking about my plan for the next two to three months made me drag myself out of bed. I looked around my room for my big fluffy dressing gown, I know its summer but still...nope I really can't justify my dressing gown in the summer but the fact it’s FLUFFY. Once I located my dressing gown, I go down stairs and get my bum sniffed by my dog Indy (who has never had any boundaries). I get myself a bowl of shreddies covered in sugar and saturated in milk, say goodbye to my dad and vacate back to my room. 

It takes me about an hour to get ready. I washed my hair last night so I grab my straighteners to make my already straight hair straighter, if that’s even possible? I brush my teeth before putting my natural makeup on, but go without the eye liner because it’s too hot today for it. Then I get dressed in my college clothes of a black tube skirt, skin coloured tights, baggy white top and black pumps; I am so glad I will never have to wear this again. By the time I'm ready, I have enough time to walk so I grab my bag and sunnies to go into college, which is a thirty minute walk away. 

As I set off down the road, I plug in my IPod to listen to 5SOS which should put me in a good mood for my exam. Well I hope it will. 

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 "So how did the exam go...Flo...? See Go Flo. It rhymes and everything!” To say the look I gave Izzy was condescending was an understatement. As we both wondered out of sixth form for the last time, until results day that is. 

"Nrrrggg" is all I gave her in response.

"That good hey, oh well look on the bright side" she exclaims, looking at me without a care in the world.

"and what’s that Miss optimistic" I know I shouldn't be so snarky but after how dreadful that exam was I was not in the mood for optimism and Izzy knew it, but I still love her for trying even if it was unappreciated in my books.

"It's SUMMER, and now we can go waste the rest of this lovely day away down the Bea..."

"Each, let’s go get away, they say what they gunna say" I join in I just couldn't help it; maybe I was too soon to judge Izzy's cheering up skills.

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The sun was high in the sky, beating down on the sand down our local beach. The tide was out, seagulls flapped about overhead, and the beach was peaceful as the kids were all still in school and we were freeee! I had my sunnies on the top of my head, and me and Izzy popped back to our houses to pick up our Bikinis and sun cream; because unfortunately the sun likes to see me burn. 

“So got anymore boy projects for clients over the summer, Flo?" Izzy asks before the rest of our gang turned up. I sit up and stare at her; I told her a month ago that I decided to call it quits with all that business. Not that is wasn't fun, but I wanted to sort my life out instead of every other of our girlfriends at Sixth form. My last client as we called them was over two months ago, everyone I knew seemed to have grown up enough not to need me nosing around their business anymore.

"I told you Izzy, that I am no longer going to be the Love Calculator. I just want to enjoy summer and go to university without it still being a part of my life." I sigh, I think she understood. As Izzy frowned and shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, I just thought maybe you said that you quit just for the exam period. But no worries, it was fun whilst it lasted. You were the only person I trusted to help me get over him you know, so I was just disappointed that you’re giving up on something you are naturally good at. I still find it hard to believe you gave such great advice, even though you have never had a relationship." She said looking at me. "Anyway lets finish getting our tans on" ... we both laugh, it was hard to stay annoyed at Izzy for long, seeing she never got mad at me.

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