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Part-time violinist and full-time procrastinator, Jackie Picot, has a total of five problems after only the first week of starting Battersea, University of London.
1) Her flatmate keeps having sex with a bloke Jackie knows will eventuall...
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LES CLOCHES DE GENÈVE.
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As Jackie walked up the street of Alfriston Road, she could feel small faeries tug at the corners of her mouth. It was 10am the Sunday before uni started up again, she had been on the move since 6am this morning when her dad drove her to the train station in Hawkley. Though both him and her mum had insisted that they would be fine giving her a ride to London, Jackie had told them she would be fine taking the train and they could stay home working on the farm. George's face said it all when she told him she was okay traveling alone. His daughter had grown so incredibly much since moving away from home. The shy, anxious girl he had dropped off in London one September ago was slowly melding into an independent, strong-willed woman.
All of the previous Saturday had been spent with Edward. The two of them had watched Top Gun, gone for a walk, and stopped for a chat by the lake near their farm. She wasn't usually emotional leaving Edward behind in Hawkley because they both knew she would come home soon anyway, or he might come visit in London. But the time spent apart in between somehow became a little more unbearable, a little less liveable. She constantly missed her best friend terribly. The thought of him moving away from Hawkley come autumn only meant they'd spend longer periods of time apart. And Jackie wasn't sure if her heart was strong enough to watch her little brother grow up and move away from home.
Blinking a few too many times to force the tears out of her eyes, Jackie made her way through the gate of her house. The Christmas lights Teresa had hung up in the entrance hall, along the roof and corners of their glass foyer, were all taken down and it seemed almost empty without them. However much Jackie loved Christmas – and it was impossible for her not to when the farm she had grown up on and her fathers' job was centred around the holiday season and Christmas trees -, the removal of Christmas decorations also meant summer was approaching. Which meant the end of her second year of uni was to. Which meant she was one step closer to the end of yet another chapter in her life.
She took her keys out, unlocking the front door and stepping inside before securing it was locked and then stepping all the way inside the house. She heard rapid footsteps from the kitchen and the stairs, and suddenly two sets of arms were around her, shouts of joy and laughter in her ears.
