A girl named izzie has had a good life with her parents, but her mum soon dies in crash and her dad gets depressed, he stops earning money and loses his job. They have to move because they couldn't afford rent in their last house but their new house...
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If we go down, we go down together Ugh, it was school today, I wasn't bothered to go, I never get proper sleep because of the bed I sleep on, the mattress is covered with bed bugs, so I never stop itching. The bed is too hard, my back is always hurting, i hate it, but I deal with it.
I never see my dad, he is always busy trying to find jobs and stuff, the only job he has found is working as a janitor in a far away restaurant, but he can't go in his car because it's rusty and old and so he refused that job . He can't do stuff like that, so he is always out finding jobs.
I got up and changed into a oversized t-shirt and some jeans I wear ALL the time. I went downstairs to see if there was anything to eat, but all I found was some cheese that looked old, but it was better than nothing. It tasted so disgusting I felt sick the second I ate it, so I had nothing for breakfast. I just put on my worn shoes and my ripped bag on my shoulder and headed off to school.
I got to the school gate and saw Lorna there. "Oh hey girl! How are you?" She asked happily, she looked down at my clothes with a look on her face. "I-I'm good, what about you?" I lied. "I'm fine, got a new Gucci bag, my dad bought it for me, oh! He's over there! Hey daddy!" She shouted waving at her dad, who waved back. He was standing next to a long limo, which I assumed was his. I waved my boney arms at him, he gave a look at me, the same look Lorna gave me. He smiled and waved back. " Lorna, can I ask you something?" I questioned "Hm?" She said tying her lace. "If your SO rich, why do you go to a school like this?" I said hoping not to sound rude. "Well, i get that question a lot. My dad wanted me to mix with other people, such as you, i want you to see me as a normal girl! I know I'm rich an' all, but I promise, I'm not snobby or rude. I wanted to go to a school like this!" "No- I know, your a nice person, not like those rude, snobs!" I said giggling with her. The bell rang and we both went to class together, I seemed like a kid next to her, she's the average height of a year 10 year old and I seem like a year 7. I had English again with mr Clarkson, the teacher who laughed at me when I fell. Time flew by very fast when i knew all the answers.
It was lunch time and I sat with Lorna at the table. She took out a whole feast on the table, I was drooling looking at all the food. She had chicken covered in gravy and roasted broccoli, a red summer drink and cooked hash browns. "Eat up" she said looking at me. " wait.. WHAT..really?! OH MY GODDD" I shouted happily. I stuffed my face with the chicken and ate some of the hash browns, I was so full. "Thank you so much, I'm so grateful-" I said. "Oh it's no problem, hey! Uh, can I come over to your house, I would LOVE to see your room!" She said hoping for a yes. "Well-i-uh" I didn't know what to say, I was in shock, she gave me food so I should give something in return. "Pleaseeeee" she said giving me puppy eyes. "Ok-but—" I said accidentally. I wanted to say no, but it would seem rude. "YESS, I can't WAITTT, after school, we can walk home together.
The bell rang and I had no time to say anything, I went to my next lesson, she went to hers. All lesson, I gazed and day- dreamed thinking about what she would say if she saw my house. Lesson seemed like FOREVER. Finally, it was home time and I ran off through the door hoping Lorna wouldn't see me, but she did.
"Hey Izzie! Wait up!" She shouted. I stopped and turned around and walked up to her. "Lorna, I-I have some homework to do, I don't know if u can come with me..I've got maths homework, it's quite hard and i need to concentrate.." I lied. "It's ok, I can help you, my best subject is maths anyway" she said. I tried to make up excuses, but she kept coming back with hers. "What's wrong izz? Have u got problems at home or something?" She questioned. "NO— uh no, I don't- I never could, fine! U can come, but we can't be long!" I said frustratingly. She looped my hand through hers and we walked together.
15 mins later, we got to my street. She saw the graffiti all over the wall and gangsters kept looking at her, she seemed scared, "Are u okay Lorna?" I asked looking at her. "Y-yes I'm fine, we should've went in the car, are we close to your house?" She asked me. "Uh yes just down there" I said pointing my hand forward. She stopped walking and looked at me. "Wait, your saying you live here?!," she said with her eyes popped out. "Yes- but it's ok!" I said trying to calm her. She looked at me and then we carried on walking..will she judge me?
