Last day of school (Seven)

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Bianca Pov

So it was the last day of school for the school year, and I was actually so happy that this year I actually got to hang out with my friends in the summer holidays, (which was something that I always wanted but it wasn't gonna happen while I was living with Mum).

So we were all walking home at like 1pm, since we finished school early that day, (which was always one of my favourite things about the last day of school), and we weren't really in a rush to get home as we had all the time in the world to actually get home, (since we weren't really faced with peak time traffic, though it was still peopley as it was London).

"So Bee, are you looking forward to a Summer holiday without being shipped off?"
"Of course I am Clo, though Ro's extended family sound like a blast"
"They are actually Bee"
"Woo!"

Life had a weird way of actually setting the path that you're supposed to go down, wether we like the result of it or not, though I really did feel comfortable there, ya know, (which was a little weird to me as I had only been living there for max a couple of months, but I wasn't gonna complain).

Becca was a bit down about the fact that we were going to be doing our GCSE's when we came back to school, (and that thought was not fun at all), and I was weirdly feeling a bit sad about it being the last day even though I was looking forward to the end of the school year forever, (yeah feelings are bloody complicated Mate).

"I'm not looking forward to next year"
"Nobody is Becca"
"Yeah Ro, but like why do we have to do an exam that determines what we do for the rest of our lives at 15/16?"
"I dunno Becca, as it makes no sense to me, but if my Dad can do it with a 2 year old then I can do it without a 2 year old"
"That's true, but that still doesn't make any sense to me"
"We know Becca, we know, it doesn't make sense to us either"

We just hung out at the park for a while, as we could do that, (wow, so descriptive Bianca!), and the weather was really nice, (yes, I know that I'm British and talking about the weather, but fucking me), so hanging out together was quite nice, (words are hard sometimes, sue me).

"Do you think that if God was real, that he's watching us like we watch East Enders?"
"Jesus Christ Becca, warn a woman before you come out with shit like that"
"But I need to know Bee"
"Well I don't believe in God, but if he was real, what else is there to do?"
"I guess that you're right Ro"
"I know I am"
"Cocky much?"
"Oh fuck off Chloe"
"Nah thanks, I'm good"
"Of course you are, I wouldn't expect anything else from you"

Ro just rolled her eyes and just continued to dance around the grass, (yes, she was that weird in secondary school, well she's still that weird now Babes), while it was a bit weird, but it felt nice to just not care about what anyone else thought of us doing shit, (maybe I'm just too much of a people pleaser?).

"Of course you would start dancing Ro"
"It's fun Clo, I promise"
"I believe you, just that I don't know anyone else who would do as such"
"Yeah well most people are boring if we're being honest here Babes"
"True, do we want to nose 'round a shopping centre?"
"Ooh yeah Clo, that's a good idea"
"I do have those ya know Becca"

So we headed towards a shopping centre, as we liked a nose 'round the shopping centre, as we liked to see the fashion that was in there, (well that might not be why my friends went, but it was definitely why I went lol), and it was fun going from shop to shop here.

"This is way better than school"
"No shit Bee"
"Piss off Clo, let me have my moment here grouchy pants"
"(Blows raspberry), no need to be such a smart arse Bee"
"But I'm an Addams now"
"Yes Bee!, you tell her!"
"Don't encourage her Ro"
"But she is an Addams now though Clo, so sue me Babes if ya don't like it"
"I'd rather not sue ya Ro as I'm a broke Bitch"

We just started giggling here, (what, we were teenage girls here, we fucking giggle a lot, ok), and it was just a great way to start off our summer holidays, though it's maybe not everyone's cup of tea, but it was ours.

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