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Arabella's POV
The next day
I finally got back home and Im in my shower while trying to avoid getting my bandages wet. Which might I add is hard. Well no. I don't remember my heart transplant all them years ago which means I can't do what I done then. Well isn't this just fucking great. No sh-. Omg shut up voice in my head. I'm so fucking stressed I need to speak to Harry after lunch and tell him ' every fucking little detail', his words not mine. *innocent,angelic smile with puppy dog eyes* lmao I'm such a weirdo and I thought I told you weird voice in my head to shut up. Ugh. Stress.
I finally got out my shower and got changed into a mustard yellow oversized hoodie and some black leggings,my silver holographic vans and then pit my hair half up in a bun. Not bothering to put any makeup on due to being lazy.
Arabella's outfit^^
I headed downstairs and went to the kitchen which I'm finally working out where it is. Marzia one of the two maids came over to me she is very young and I never really got to speak to her."hello miss can I get you anything." "No thanks Marzia, I can get myself something" I replied giving her a smile. "Oh no miss, it's my job to do everything." "Please stop calling me miss, Bella will do and how old are you?" I ask "15 m- Bella" I was shocked at what she said she's a year younger than me and already doing all this. "Why are you working at this age"I questioned "my mum is your other maid, I was brought up to be a maid" "when did you start?" "I've been learning since I could read but finally started a week before you arrived miss Bella" "what about school?" "I don't go, I get tutored once a week on a Tuesday at 6:30 till 10:30 at night. When all the jobs are done" she replied "what about friends?" "None Miss" she replied with tears in her eyes "well not anymore" I stated "but how" she asked "I will be your friend duh" I said giving her a grin. She smiled back at me with a big bright smile. "Thank you" she said. I ran and gave her a hug she froze "you've never been hugged before?" "never"she replied I pulled away "I have so much to teach you" I said squealing.
I saw Marzia freeze up and look behind me. I heard chuckling. Uh great. I turned around to face the idiots that are making my new besto uncomfortable. "Can I help you?" "Nope" Casper replied trying to hold in his laugh to which I glared and they all shut up and gulped "Marzia come with me" I said trying to get her out of the room because the boys obviously make her nervous. "I-I c-can't"she mumbled I walked over beside her "how come?" I questioned in a whisper "I need to clean the kitchen"she whispered back. "You know your both shit at whispering" Sammy stated while the others sniggered "and your shit at keeping your dick in your pants and not in your attitude" I replied which made them looked shocked "you just got shot and your already back to your self" Jasper questioned "I've probably been shot more times then the four of you put together" I stated and turning back to Marzia and gave her a smile she was still frozen in the spot. "Why are you here anyway?" I asked them "we heard you talking to someone and thought you brought a hot girl round, but no just the maid" Jasper said "we should of guessed that the only friend you could make is the maid that's probably a lot older than you" Sammy stated with a teasing smirk. "Wait what do you know about Marzia?" I stated "who's Marzia?"Jasper asked. To which I pointed to Marzia. "Nothing"Casper replied "what age do you think she is?" I questioned them "20 odd" Sammy said shrugging "Marzia is the youngest person in this room" I stated the boys looked confused "she's only 15" I said making it a little clearer to them. Finally someone to speak up "she doesn't look it" "that's because she always has her hair up and wears a uniform dumbass" I said giving him a glare the next thing we know is Marzia is running out the room and Casper soon chases after her. I give the boys a glare and head to the fridge to grab a bottle of water "what time is it?" I asked "two minutes too twelve"Jasper replied "shit" "nice talking to ya" I screamed back at them wondering why Ryder never spoke the whole time I was standing there. Because he hurt you dumbass. Right.
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