The Greatest Mistake||CANCELLED

Chapter 7: Shocking News

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Lola's POV

My alarm buzzed at exactly half past six meaning it was time to get up. Today's the day that I have to meet Gina and her kids, I actually can't believe I'm going to be staying at hers when I've only just met her. It's going to be so awkward, I am going to be so scared to do anything; Like I can't go get up and get something to eat or make a drink because I'm not rude. but I'm the type of person who doesn't like asking for anything, so I'd probably go these 3 weeks without food or drink.

Before I went to jump in the shower I quickly checked my phone and like always I had messages from Ashleigh.

" Oh yeah... I also forgot the tell you that Luke asked what your favourite flowers were 😂 ,"

I rapidly scrolled down to see the next message

" I told him that they were carnations because I knew they were. "

Oh wow this boy is mental, absolutely mental. why in the whole history of the world would he want to know that for? he could have at least asked relevant questions.

I didn't bothered to reply to her because I had to get ready, today is going to be pretty busy.

I showered, brushed my teeth and hair then went to back to my room. I made my way over to my white wooden cabinet, which had all my perfumes and sprays on, I grabbed my strawberry spray and squirted it all over me. Time to decide what to wear, I looked in my wardrobe , the only thing that I actually had was my ivory crop top that was flowy and my black skinny jeans. Beens everything else was in my suitcase I stuffed them on. Surprisingly the outfit still fitted me quite nicely, I haven't worn this since I was 14; two years ago!!

I yanked up my suitcase using the plastic handle with all the strength I had and placed it outside my bedroom door, at the top of the stairs. After, I grabbed my rucksack and my carry case , I placed them beside the suitcase then went downstairs.

When I finally reached the bottom step of the creaking stairs I walked into the living room. our living room was open which meant it basically has no door or walls and next to the living room was the kitchen which was also open to the living room , it only had a counter that came half way across the room to separate the two. my house is really confusing, I know. Opposite the front room/living room is a room that goes the full length of the building that we use as a relaxation room, it has a TV and some comfy sofas and a fish tank.

"Lola come eat breakfast sweetie," my mum said whilst laying out the table , well in our case a counter/ bar.

My mum always and I mean always uses pet names like sweetie or honey. She used to call me Princess Lolly and my dad called me Lovely Lola, the queen of Lala land. When I was 5 I actually really liked my nicknames for a few reasons: 1) I got called princess 2) I got called lovely and 3) I thought I ruled my own little world, but then I grew up. All my nicknames have related to my name in a certain way like Ash she calls me Lol.

I shuffled over to my mum and hopped up onto the seat, she scooped the pancake up from the pan onto my plate and then added a couple bits of fruit. I was anxious about today so for a while I just flicked my fork onto the food but eventually I ate the fruit and a bit of the pancake. I don't really like them neither does my mum... so I have no idea why she cooks them.

I slumped down , rested my head on the table and closed my eyes. 'please make these 3 weeks pass fast, please' kept going through mind and my parents haven't even gone on holiday. If I feel like this now how the hell am I going to be able to cope?!

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It got to 12 o'clock when my dad and mum both said " Go get your things and stick them in the car, we're going to her house now,"