It feels weird

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SAFFS POV

A couple of weeks had past, we had one week until school ends then LA!! The past couple of weeks have been great, me and Brads relationship was getting better by the day, me and the boys were getting closer, me and Tris were just as close and just generally having a good time. Not that I ever really did, but I haven't seen my mother or Ray in a while really, which is good in a way. Not so much about my mum, I see her some times in the morning and at night, but I'm rarely in the house now and as I'm moving out for my 18 th birthday, I felt kinda bad. I was currently finishing in my last year of school and I was more that ecstatic.

Although me and Brad had only been together nearly 2 months, I really did feel a connection, something there, that I had never felt before, I was regretting rushing into things with him though, I do this a lot and it always gets thrown back in my face, but he was different, but I guess I was just scared.

It was currently Friday and I was really exited. I was going home and getting ready then meeting Anna and the boys were going to a party as I was getting my cast off.
"Do you know whos were going too tonight?" Anna asked me as we were currently in art.
"I don't know, Brad said it's supposed to be good and a lot of people are going" I shrugged an she nodded in exitment.
Me and Anna got out of school, and Tristan had texted me.

1 message from Tristan-

Hey doll, me and Brad can pick you and Anna up at about 7?

I replied and agreed to that. I told Anna the arrangements and she was cool.

It literally felt like the end of the day would never come, I was so exited to get rid of these stupid crutches and the stupid cast. Me and Anna got the bus straight to the hospital. Nothing interesting happened at the hospital apart from the relief of not having a big cast on me anymore, I was so frickin happy I felt so free (cringy I know, that's my aim) I dramatically flung the doors to the hospital open, pushing out my hips as much as possible as I could get my booty on show, sense the sarcasm, and I grabbed my messy granny bun and pulled out the hair tie and waved my hair about as if I was in a movie. I was snapped out of my imaginary shampoo trailer by Anna in hysterics and broke down laughing as well. We got back to my house and realised it was half 6, shit.

I got a shower and Anna curled her shortish dirty blonde hair (not as in she has dirty hair and in dirty blonde the hair colour, blondy browny) as I straightened my long brown slightly ombréd hair. Anna was the most beautiful person ever, it really killed me, she was quite tall, with very long slim, but toned legs, and short blondish hair, she had emerald green eyes and quite pale skin. Where as I was almost her opposite, I haven't grown since 4th year and had long brown (slightly ombréd hair) I'm not fat, I know I'm not, but her figure compared to mine is just a killer.

As I walked over to put on my dress, I felt the most immense pain since my ankle, it was the kind of pain you felt when you stood on Lego or glass. I took foot off what was piercing through it and looked down and my now shattered old retainer.
"Where did this come from?" I squealed in pain, "I lost my retainer like 3 years ago and it decides to pop out of the blue and attack me" I said as Anna was trying to laugh while doing her make up.

We were finally ready and it was seven on the dot. Anna was wearing a red skater dress thing with a red now on the front, then I part of her dress was purposely missing out of the David so her boobs could be on show. I wore a plain black sleeveless dress, it had very flimsy straps and had a heart shaped upper body part, it had lace at where my boobs were and I had, a lot of cleavage, unfortunately. My dress was longer than Anna though and we both where plain black chunky heels.

We got downstairs and my mum walked over to us saying how pretty we looked and how much we had grown up. I grabbed my very large clutch bag and looked in the mirror and fixed my hair so it was parted at the middle and ran my hand through it so it wasn't sitting in one place.

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