I wake up the next morning at the sound of an alarm clock, that's when I remember the whole episode from last night and that I'm in Dom's bed, I look over to were Dominic was laying, he started to stir, and that was the moment I realised my face.
I leapt out the bed, and grabbed the gallons of makeup Kayleigh conveniently let me use before dashing into the bathroom and locking the door.
I started smothering different things over my face, not even bothering to read the labels, I just hope it looks okay.
"Skye? Are you alright?" I hear Dom from the other side of the door,
"Yeah!" I reply with still coating my face with layers of paste.
"Can I come in?" Dominic asks,
"No! I'm uh, getting dressed" I lie,
"Your uniforms out here"
"I'm having a shower"
"I hear no water running"
"I'm, I'm putting on make up" I sigh, realising there's no point In lying anymore.
I hear Dom slam his head against the door,
"Skyeee" Dom whines, I look in the mirror, I still look like a goblin but at least I'm reasonably decent to go outside without being arrested for public disturbance... Then again, prison does have some attractions..
I slowly unlock the door, and see Dom without any trousers on, he was just stood there in his boxers and school shirt,
we meet each others gaze, and the room is filled with awkwardness,
"Skye" Dom nods, "so, these are my boxers" Dom smiles sarcastically, I laugh to try and hide the awkwardness,
"I'll go see If Kayleigh's up..." I state, grabbing my clothes as I leave the room.
"Kayleigh?" I say, knocking on the door,
"Come in Skye!" I hear her voice shout from the other side of the door,
I slowly creek the door ajar and slide through,
"So how can I help you?" Kayleigh smiles, I slowly lift up my uniform which was folded over my arm,
"Could I possibly get changed in your bathroom, I kinda saw Dom in his boxers and made it awkward..." I explained, Kayleigh pointed in the direction of a sliding door,
"Thanks" I whisper, carrying my clothes into the bathroom.
I change quickly and leave Kayleigh's room, thanking her as I exited the room.
I walked back into Dom's room, "hopefully he'll be decent now" I whisper to myself,
"Sup?" Dom winks as I enter the room, I smile at him, plopping myself next to him sat on the bed.
"Tom will be here in 12, he needs to pick up Sam and Andy" Dom smiles, shaking his phone around, to show he was told by text.
I was about to mention Dom's house being really pretty but he spoke before I managed to speak.
"I have a gift for you, close your eyes, and this time NO PEEKING!!" Dom grins, I reluctantly close my eyes,
"Hold out your hand"
I do as I'm told, and I feel something cold placed on my hand,
"OPEN!" Dom orders, I flicker my eyelids open to see a Phone, and actual Phone!
"Dom I can't accept this," I try to back out,
"Nonsense, your having it" Dom said firmly,
"But it's yours!" I try to persist my argument,
"correction, it's my old phone which is now yours"
"I don't know what to say..." I smile, embracing Dom in a deep hug
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou" I grin.
I unlock the phone and see a contacts button,
I press the touch screen and all the gangs numbers there,
Andy, Sam, Tom, even Dom!
"I deleted the un-necessary numbers so you don't have anyone you don't want, unless you want to have a very deep conversation with my gran about WW2" Dom smirked, which made me laugh,
"Thank you Dom" I say for about the 30000th time.
We hear a car horn beep,
"That'll be them!" Dom smiles, lifting up his rucksack and swinging it onto his back, I copy and follow Dom out the bedroom,
"Good morning! Take some Toast!" Sarah says,
"Morning! thank you" I smile, trying to be polite, I take a slice of buttered toast and jam it into my mouth before following Dominic to Tom's car who was eating his toast in a more civilised manner.
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Teen FictionThis is the story of Skye, Skye Smith. She was brought up without a mother and living with her drunk, abusive father. But that's a part of her life she won't tell anyone... when she moves to London her one wish is for her life to change, but leavin...