The Darker Side Of Me!

Chapter 5 - Just A Normal Evening...

I walked back home as slowly as I could, I didn't want to face my mother after the morning we had. Plus Leanne would have said something about what happened with 'little miss perfect' who showed us around. I forget her name. She wasn't exactly what you call memorable!

The school day was just like any other - boring classes, boring teachers, boring students, boring lunchtime meal even! Blah blah blah! I hate this new school. I hate school full stop. It's just a shitty place full of shitty people. And the things we 'learn' are irrelevant.

As I neared the new house, I thought it was a good time to smoke my last cig Daddy gave to me. I should have enough time to finish it and spray just the right amount of perfume so mother doesn't notice the smell. I might just sneakily slip into a bubble bath as soon as I arrive home, that way Mum doesn't find out my smoking habits and I can put the horrible school day behind me. Not a bad idea lass!

I took drag after drag of my final cig, I should really savour it as I have no idea when I'll get another... but a stressful day calls for a stress reliever I suppose.

I passed the rows of trees and the flowers surrounding them when I came to our street. It's such a posh looking area. Suits my Mum PERFECTLY.

It was only when I saw a red door with a gleaming golden number 27, that I knew I needed to blot out the cig and give myself a perfume shower. Oh, the things I do to make sure my Mam don't find out I smoke. I don't think I will ever tell her, she'll proper kick off!

I dropped my bag to get out my favourite perfume... Black opium which daddy got for me as a treat. He used to get regular bonuses at work and he would buy us all a gift, then take Mum out for a meal. God knows if he'll get anymore for his new job. I sprayed my perfume EVERYWHERE. Need to make sure I don't stink. And as for a bath... I think I WILL slip into one. I'll go straight to my room. Then after tea I suppose I better clean up my messy bedroom as Dad gave me money to do it. GREAT.

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Leanne was so frustrated with her sister... first the incident in the morning and then COMPLETELY embarrassing her and Mia at such. Poor Tiffany. She'll be scarred for life! Lee just wanted to put the horrendous morning behind her, but at the same time wanted to confront Lexi. Should she let it slide?

At least Lee was back at home where there hopefully be no more drama. But with a sister like Lexi, who knows?

Leanne had found the move to London difficult as it was, without Lexi making it harder for her. The family had moved once or twice before but at least they were still in Yorkshire. Still around family. Still around friends. Still with the people she spent a life time with. In London, there was no-one. No-one to run to after a hard day like today. No-one to share her ever growing emotions with. Lee suddenly felt so alone.

Although she was pretty stressed, Leanne was in her bedroom where she was the most relaxed, or as relaxed as she can be. She peered around her space whilst sat on her fluffy lilac beanbag whilst reading her favourite book - Eragon. About a boy who lives in a fantasy world where dragons and magic ruled. He started out as a poor farm boy but rose to be an incredible warrior with his dragon at his side. Lee wished that dragons did actually exsist so she could raise one.

However Leanne was not in her usual reading mood, she was... distracted. She gently placed the book on the floor and peered into her room.

Leanne loved her bedroom - her own personal space where she could keep herself to herself. Sometimes she felt she needed some alone time. She was most proud of the fact that her dad actually built her vanity table for her. He was very handy like that and what's more, he loved working on projects. Leanne's wooden vanity table was complete with a mirror and chair. At either side a chest of drawers - one carried at least a dozen teddies whereas the other held her stereo and various perfumes. Above each chest of drawers were shelves in which a mass of books were occupying. She loved her lavender and cream walls which bore canvasses of various animals - she loved narture. Her silver metal framed bunk bed glissened in the autumn sun. It housed her desk where she kept her school work, laptop and cream chair which folded out into another bed.