Chapter 6

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  • Dedicated to April Hussey
                                    

So,my stitches came out as expected,but my arm still felt funny. And it looked funny too. I mean,come on. Who really wants droopy arm syndrome? Not good. But,after a while,that went and I was back to being just me. George and me,we were tight. Real tight. My parents didn't mind I was dating him,and were cool with me staying over at his,as long as I told them I'd be there before hand. His parents didn't mind about us either,and loved having me around,as I was always helping them. I was in their good books,and determined to stay there.

The English was increasing in difficulty,and I would have to sit with George as he thought about the work. He kept scratching his head at the difficulty of the work,and I used to love helping him out with it. I mean,isn't that what girlfriends are for? I would occasionally stop working on my own homework,just to reply to my texts. I swear,when I'm not busy,it's like a ghost town,and when I am busy,it's like rush hour in the morning. People these days. Don't get me wrong,I always reply to every single text,but it's just so annoying to get all these texts. I hate it.

Work has been going down a bit,just so we can relax for a little bit. I think our teachers are trying to make things less stressful for us,which is good. Very good. School's getting better,and I actually have more time on my hands than I did before. It just makes me think back to Year 7 and 8,with my 2 best friends Jordan and April. April moved in July 2013,and Jordan moved in October the very same year. School wasn't the same without them. It still isn't the same now. I mean,we do still keep in touch with each other (my parents have now let me use Skype, result!) and I sometimes go and stay at April's house,but school isn't the same. Breaks aren't the same. Lunches aren't the same without them. That makes me think about the song,"Without You" by Usher and David Guetta. Without thinking,I start to sing the song to myself,and a smile slowly creeps onto my face.

"I can't win, I can't reign

I will never win this game

Without you, without you

I am lost, I am vain,

I will never be the same

Without you, without you

I won't run, I won't fly

I will never make it by

Without you, without you

I can't rest, I can't fight

All I need is you and I,

Without you, without you

Oh oh oh!

You! You! You!

Without...

You! You! You!

Without... you

Can't erase, so I'll take blame

But I can't accept that we're estranged

Without you, without you

I can't quit now, this can't be right

I can't take one more sleepless night

Without you, without you

I won't soar, I won't climb

If you're not here, I'm paralyzed

Without you, without you

I can't look, I'm so blind

I lost my heart, I lost my mind

Without you, without you

Oh oh oh!

You! You! You!

Without...

You! You! You!

Without... you

I am lost, I am vain,

I will never be the same

Without you, without you

Without... you

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