Elounor to the Rescue

Chapter 1

Hii Its Jessica :)
Even though the plot sounds kinda Cliche I'll try my best.
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Crystal's P.O.V.

I wake up to the sound of my parents yelling. I am so used to it now so i don't let it bother me much. I glance at my alarm clock to see the time.

6:57AM.

My bus, would reach around 7:30AM or so. I get up yawning and look around my room to find broken shards of glass on the fluffy mat outside my bathroom.

Suddenly yesterday night's beatings flash into my mind, making me shudder. I slip into my slippers and jump over the tiny pieces of glass, and look straight up ahead to see my bathroom mirror.

The reflection shows a girl with bruised lips, swollen eyes and pink cheeks.

In other words, horrible.

I never let my appearance bother me much so i just lean in the wash basin to wash my face and brush my teeth, realising i broke one yesterday night during the so called quarrel.

The bath can wait, I think. Its already 7:00. I don't wanna get late.

When would deodorants be used huh?

I slip into my tight uniform my dad bought me 3 years ago, and still persists that it fits me well and he is not going to buy me a new one. I find my black unpolished shoes too and slip them on without socks like the messy girl i always am.

I sneak a glance at the mirror that hangs above my old wooden dresser and decide to apply a little shade of pink lip gloss and tie my messy blonde hair in a pony.

I look at the alarm clock, 7:27 it says. I notice how late i am, and rush downstairs, tripping on my own foot and earning a dirty glance from my dad who is usually never in a good mood. He is sitting at the dining table , with the newspaper spread in front of him. His reading glasses, perched upon his nose. He doesn't say anything, just frowns and goes back to reading his newspaper.
I look around and find my step mother applying a thick coat of Royal Blue Nail paint on her heavily manicured Nails.

"Uhmm...Mom?" I ask, heading towards her.
"Its Betty. I ain't your mom." She snaps, looking up from her nails.
"Sorry." I mumble. "But, could you give me money for the canteen today? My pocket money is finished."
She just stares at me with her eyebrows raised and shrugs.
"Nope. Last night, you behaved pretty badly. You should get a good lesson today. I ain't giving you any money, young lady" she says, and looks down again.
Clearly, this means the conversation aint going nowhere.
I walk away from her and head out from the house, closing the door behind me, my school bag perched upon my back.

I look at my old broken watch.
7:40Am.

What? Noo. Today is ready going so bad and missing my bus takes the cake now.
I look around to see any familiar face that can drop me and I spot Becca, my childhood friend ,walking from across the street with a girl that seems to be just as tall as her. She is a brunette, I observe and is clearly even more prettier than Becca. And well...thats saying something.

Becca suddenly spots me and nudges the brunette and points towards me. They both take a few quick steps and are soon right in front of me.
"Omg is it you Crystal?" Becca asks, worry literally etched on her face.
We arent even that good friends, I think. Why does she even care? But then I realise that maybe I do look like hell and what not.
"Uh yea." I reply.
"Whats wrong?" She asks.
"Nothing." I lie, trying to act all cool but failing terribly.
""Oh. I know you are lying but I'm not going to force you to tell me. Meet Eleanor. She's my Sister." Becca says, introducing the gorgeous Brunette to me.
"Hey Crystal." She says, smiling.
Wow, she really is pretty. In Front of her I look definitely pathetic.
I stop with the self pity for a while and try to greet her with the same enthusiasm as her's.
"Hi Eleanor. You are really pretty." I say, trying to return the smile.
"Aww thanks." She replies, her smile growing even wider.
"What are you doing out at this hour?" Becca asks, interrupting.
"I well....missed my bus." I say, somewhat sheepishly.
"Haha its okay love. We always manage to miss our bus, so you arent the only one." Eleanor says, laughing, making me chuckle.
"But what do I now?" I ask, helplessly.
"Uhmm...bunk?" Becca asks. "You can hang out with us today. We have a holiday today."
"Uh no. i dont think thats a good Idea." I answer.
"For God's sake Crystal! We are like 16 now! Well Eleanor is 19. But thats the same thing, I guess." She says.
"Please come with us. Firstly we'll be going to Louis' House and from there one of the boys will take us for shopping." Eleanor begs.
"Who's Louis? And what do you mean by one of the boys?" I ask, confused.
"Well....Eleanor's boyfriend is kinda famous." Becca says.
"Really? Who?" I ask interested.
"Uhmm...Louis Tomlinson from One Direction." Eleanor replies, somewhat blushing.
Louis Tomlinson?
From One Direction?
Oh God. 😶😱