Good to be bad .

Chapter 1

It's dull and depressing weather outside as I lay my forehead against the cold window pane watching the droplets of rain slide down the window and onto the metal ..

I run my finger along the glass chasing the droplets with my fingers .

I want to go home , I'm begging with the gods above to perform a miracle but its no good I know that .

My destination is Bradford whether I like it or not .

My name is Riley Clark and I'm 16 years old .

I'm on a one way train ride from Manchester england to Bradford , a place that is completely foreign to me.

The cool breeze hits my face as I step off the train and its refreshing to be honest but it smells funny here .

Immediately i am greeted by my mom who smothers me with kisses .

"Oh Riley you have grown so much " she gushes with teary eyes . She looks good ..she looks happy , upbeat but still 'your in face annoying ' .

But that's my mom Beth .

"Mom it's only been 4 months "I reply but I hug her again tightly .
I have missed her over bearing floral scent and that surprises me .
It used to always give me headaches .

"It's been too long , come on you must be tired after your journey.. Im double parked but Wait until you see the house and mick and every one , we have been so excited and I got all your favourite food in " she smiles excitedly and she takes my suitcase from me and wheels it up hurriedly to street where she gasps when she sees a pink ticket stuck to window wiper blowing in the Breeze .

"Well bugger that .. Mick is going to kill me . It's my third one this month , I mean why can't they give you a warning .. " She cries out .

"Like a warning would stop you " I laugh and she scrunches up the ticket and slips it into her back pocket .

We get into her small car and the all to familiar questions start but I answer them anyway thou they are always the same . Mothers eh ?

I take in the city of Bradford as we drive thru and its got nothing on Manchester . I miss the city already but I'm used to moving around so maybe il adjust here too .

Mom pulls up outside a large brick house on a corner block at the end of a housing estate and I'm impressed , it must be the biggest in the street by far.
It's got nothing on the old house in Bristol .

"You are going to love it here , it's such a nice community.. Oh Riley your here to stay I can't believe it "she gushes again in disbelief like she can't believe I'm actually here.

"Yeah yeah I'm sure I will " i reply half heartily As I step out of the car to look around at my surroundings .

It looks like a nice street ...

I'm greeted by an ever over friendly mick at the door who greets me with open arms like always .

"Riley welcome love , our home is your home so please make yourself at home" he smiles and I offer him a thankful smile .

"Mick thank you for having me " I smile and he pats my shoulders as leads me into the hall way .

It must be hard for him but he sure does try bless him and I respect that .

My eyes advert around the impressive hallway until they land on Evie , my sister .

She's standing at the foot of the stairs with a condescending smirk on her face , dressed like a bum with a red torn fish net tights and knee High white converse .

"Riley .. you actually came to this dump " she smiles but theres a sly cunning undertone to her tone .

"Like I had a choice " I reply quietly and she pulls out a cigarette from her top pocket and lights it up .

"Get out with that now " mick shouts and she blows her smoke Back into his face cheekily before quenching it in one of moms flower pots .

"Relax Dad " she replies rolling her eyes at him .

She approaches me and hesitates as she examines me like I'm a pet project before brushing a strand of my hair behind my hair .

She hasn't changed a bit .. she looks like she hasn't slept in days .. Her eyeliner so thick and smudged around her around her eyes , it makes her look like a panda.

Does she not look in a mirror ?

"You haven't changed " I smile raising a brow at her ..

"Neither have you .. Looks like your about to go all peace and love on us " She replies with an amused smile imitating the peace sign with her fingers..

I guess our personal styles don't match up either , she's more goth punk and I'm more hippy bohemian chic with random beads in my hair .

Evie has long straight natural brown hair where as I have long white blonde natural wavy hair .
Her eyes are a deep green where my eyes are a deep blue , we couldn't be more opposite if we tried , the only think we share is our pale skin tone, but it stops there .

Evie is my half sister and shes 17 .
She lives here in Bradford as an only child with my mom and her dad while I live , well i used to live in Manchester with my Dad .

"How's the family ? " She asks sarcastically but in Evie fashion it's a dig at her own family , always a smart ass comment just to twist the knife a bit more !

"Fantastic " I reply half heartily , I won't play her games .

Her hand moves to my cheek and he stokes it tenderly before smiling at me.

"Come on love let me show you your room , your stuff arrived yesterday and I placed the boxes under the bed . You can unpack when your ready " mom smiles and wraps her arm around my shoulder pulling me up the stairs .

She leaves me to settle in to the double room at the end of the hall .

It's an average size , big enough but the view is depressing . It looks onto the garden shed , It's not the city view I'm used to from my penthouse apartment .

I unpack the basics firstly from my case before I feel the tiredness wash over me all of a sudden .

It's been a long day and I have my first day at bradford high tomorrow ..

I lay me head on the pillow for a moment ...

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I'm a mix of excitement and nerves as I get ready for my first day of school .
I'm used to new schools but this is a public high school .. And it has a pretty bad rep . My dad wanted to send to St Mary's but if I want to fit it here I have no other choice .

Trust me to want to go in on a Friday and not just start the week ahead on Monday but I want to familiarise myself with it before the weekend so it's not too bad on Monday .

My hair is down and minimal make up unlike Evie who can't go without get dark grungy eye make up for one minute . I doubt she even topped up and she's still wearing last nights .

I'm wearing a white tight T , my old skinny kaki coloured jeans , my black ankle converse and my old brown leather wrap over shoulder bag that I have had since forever .

I put on my collection of bracelets and cover all my fingers with rings that I have collected throughout the years when I travelled from country to country with my dad .
I smile at the black hemp bracelet a tribe in Africa had made me , it's my favourite .

One more glance in the Mirror and a mini pep talk and I'm ready ....