7:30am.
I had enough time to grab a breakfast bar. Making my way to my kitchen i heard shouting. It sounded like my mum and dad. I stood outside the kitchen, gently pressing my ear on the kitchen door.
"She's been depressed for a whole year David" screamed my mum.
"She's stopped thinking about him honey, i don't think she even knows who CJ is anymore"
I screwed so this was about CJ. About my life.
"Sh-sh- she doesn't have any friends at school David, she's lonely"
No no no nope im not i thought.
"We are losing our daughter Marie" my father spoke below a whisper.
I got my phone out of my school trousers to check the time.
7:40am.
Perfect timing.
I opened the kitchen door causing both my parents to look at me.
"Mum i erm need school money"
She handed me £20, i mumbled a thank you.
"I am getting bus to school today"
They just stood there and stared at me.
I shook my head.
"He's missing Mum and Dad possibly dead too and you expect me to not be scared or depressed! He is missing. I swear down if Cyrus is dead i will be more than depressed and you won't like that side of me, you know me, you know how violent i can get" i screamed at them.
I walked out of the kitchen and out of the house making my way to school.
I walked into form and stood next to the teacher he was introducting me to the class.
"11A listen up, we got a need student, her name is Paris make her feel at home".Mr Simmons bellowed.
The class looked at me, they were divided into their own friendship group.
The ones who done work and listened to the teacher were at the front.
The girls and boys who were quiet but people respected them were in the middle.
Lastly the bad and bait kids sat at the back.
I smiled.
Making my way to the very back of class, eyes were on me some looked worried some didn't care.
"KB, look at her backkk" one of the boys spoke as i stopped right in front on the table.
KB had his head down on his table, his hair was in two buns.
"KB bruv wake up ahk" the boy spoke again.
"What man" KB muffled.
He rose up rubbing his eyes. He looked at me his expression changed, his face soften.
"Mami"
"You know her" the boy spoke again , i looked at him, he was lightskin , with waves, his eyes were light green he had a row of green braces in his teeth. Shit he was peng.
"KB?" I questioned.
"Erm yh come let's speak" he stood up but was dragged back down again.
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celebration.
Mystère / Thriller*first version of celebration - first few pages got deleted I do apologise * celebration /sɛlɪˈbreɪʃ(ə)n/ noun the action of celebrating an important day or event. --------------------------------------------------- This is not a love story based...
