That day went on like any normal day , well except that jane was upset.
I didn't tell her what happened in full , I just told her that he had said no . I didn't what her to get angry at me because well that what she would do . Blame it on me, like everyone els does. I think my mum blames me for her and dads back up , she never says it but I do think it. She looks at me sometimes, in a way I can't explained . Her eyes are deep , deeper then anyone can look in to someone , almost sad like as well. When she does do it were alway seem to be in mid convocation or eating , so she stops what she's doing . It uncomfortable
Well I got back home and I had totally forgot that the tailer was coming round . Mum was already getting measured up . I left them cause they won't need me yet and went upstairs to change. I went upstairs , slammed my door and plugged my phone in to my speakers letting it play though my playlist . Dumping my bag in the corner and opened my wardrobe and grabbed some light gry tracky pants and my old superdry top which had some paint marks on from when I decorated my room. I put them on in less then a few mins , sliding some red converse pumps on aswell .
I felt a bit peckish so I decide I wanted to go down stairs. I tuck my phone from the speakers making the music stop . I herd this banging noise coming from outside , like a basketball . I jump on my bed and crawl over to my window , to find out who it is . Blake is there in his garden shoting some hopes , he was wearing a yellow and purple jersey , with some baggy nee shorts and some white Js . I watched him for a bit , dribbling the ball around and then shooting. For some reason in my mind , I couldn't See Blake likening basket ball , he didt seen like one of thos lads who were athletic , a jock .
After a while I get a bit More peckish so I leave the window and make my trip down stair to the kitchen fridge . I didt want to get seen by my mum other wise I would be called over and have to be fitted. I sneak down stairs as quietly as I can with out trying to make the bounds squeak. I make it to the last stair perfectly with out making a noise when I put my foot on the last floor bourds tho , it makes the biggest squeak you could hear . Thanks a lot house
"Taylor is that you ?!?" She shouts from the living room
Come on mum think , who els could it be , did you not hear my music upstairs
"Yes mum " I shout back , so I don't have to repeat my self cause she's getting at that age were she cant hear even though she's 35 , aha she getting old.IV already seen some grey hairs but I haven't told her . I want to wait till she finds out her self.
" come here sweetie , we need to get you fitted " she said in a cheery voice as if she could just get up and do her happy dance , actually I wont be surprised if she isent doing that know .
I walk in and slump my self on the sofa. They was a lady in there with a tape measure around her neck wearing a white fitted shirt and a mini pink pinnie with accessories in like needless and scissors. They was another lady say next to mum , I think she is my mums mate Helen.
" ooh there you are Taylor , this is Linda " pointing at the lady with the tape measure "she making the dresses and she only just moved in over the road"
I look at her for a while as she fiddled with the pinnie , she looks like someone I know , I just hope it isent. She picks up a book and passes it to me , smiling. I open the book , it's full of dresses .
" pick a few out that you like so I have a idea of what sort of dress you want "
I skip tho a few pages and point at a few , I manly liked laced dresses with 2/3 of arms . I stud up after a while so she could measure my waist and chest , I felt uncountable and I think she noticed. She started to ask some question , It sort of help , got my mind of it.
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