My Bra for a Dime

Chapter 1:

"Mum!!" I shouted through the pale brick house and waited patiently for an answer. "Did you see the lights coming from that house across the street last night?" I asked and reluctantly heaved my school bag up the stairs on my own.

"No, honey. You know you should probably get your eyes checked..." she trailed off as a beeping came from the kitchen and flour poured out of her hands as she jumped at the noise.

I laughed for a moment and then helped her clean the mess up, "well I should get that homework done before Mr Fu figures out I still haven't down it..." my mum just ran out of the room, nodding her head and ducking under the door frame.

Up in my room I spotted the familiar sight of a chocolate spider with several pig-pops. Yay, I did a little mental exercise and then dropped down to my desk seat. Wow, that was exhausting I thought before quickly devouring the whole thing.

That would totally weigh out the exercise.

I heard the familiar bing of my phone and immediately scrambled to the floor in an effort to find it, not an easy task.

I quickly found it and checked my notifications. 17 missed calls, 11 messages and a missed Flappy Bird tournament.

Of course I lost and simply checked the messages instead. All of them being pointless and time-wasting. Eventually getting bored and just throwing it on my bed.

Outside I noticed it was getting dark, as quick and quietly as I could I grabbed a hairband and a torch. With my hair up, torch in hand and joggers from school still on I opened the window and abseiled down the wall, using the odd brick to work my way down.

When I was 10 my dad and I made a climbing wall so that I could escape my room without worrying about falling.

Good times.

Now though my Dad was on vacation and giving Mum, Lola and I space. We needed it, mum and dad had been fighting constantly and we all just rushed him out of the house. No doubt it will be alright in two months but for our sakes he left.

Just as I reached the bottom I felt the vine tickle my nose and the music blare from that house over the street.

Dammit I thought and accidentally lost my grip, sending me backwards and into the grass.

"Cassidy!" I heard my mum call and looked up to see a smirking mum with a camera in her hands. "Why are you on the grass honey?" she asked.

"I-I don't know, just felt like making a grass angel" Even though I stuttered the sentence out my mum just clicked her teeth and shook her head.

"Come on Cassi, dinner is ready" she didn't have to speak twice, i jumped up and ran straight through the front door.

"Food is love. Food is life" the three of us chanted before digging in and chatting like a happy family.

That was until the music started up again.