Molly's Fitting

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After we drive for about 25 minutes, we reach my old secondary school.
"I'll just nip in and get her" I say to my mum, since I'm on the side nearest the school.
"Ok" she replies. I then get out of the car and close the door.

I walk along the stone path that leads up to my old school. This makes me feel  nostalgic. This is the building where I made so many memories. Most were good, but there were a few bad ones as well.

I reach the old wooden and glass door and pull it open. The same receptionist called Mary, that worked here when I went to school spots me and smiles.
"Hello Amelia, I take it you're here for Charlotte. Just let me get her for you" she says with a cheery voice. She then picks up the phone and calls her teacher to tell them that someone's here to collect her.

She puts the phone down and says "She'll be down in a minute, she's just in Geography"
"Okay, thank you" I reply. Geography is on the other side of the school from the reception, so I'll be here for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, I hear footsteps coming down the stairs so I turn around and I see it's my sister walking towards me. A smile instantly breaks on both our faces and when she reaches me she gives me a massive hug. I missed all of my sisters so much when I was in London and now that I've seen one out of three of them, my mood has changed drastically.
"Go sign out, then we can go" I tell her after we let go of each other.

She walks over to the front desk and signs the sign out sheet, then I thank Mary  again and we walk out to the small car park.
"I almost fell asleep in Geography, you saved me from major embarrassment" Lottie tells me just as we reach my car
I laugh and then say "you're welcome"

I open the drivers door and pull forward the seat, Lottie climbs in the back next to Katie and I pull the seat back forward. I then get in and close the door.

I feel a buzz in my pocket, so I get my phone out to see who it is. It's Molly.

Molly 💬- Just leaving the house now, can't wait to see you 😘

So I quickly reply just picked Lottie up from school, we're on our way, can't wait to see you too xx. Then I press send. As I'm about to put my phone back in my pocket, I notice that it's only on 20%, so I grab my handbag and root around in it until I find my charger. I plug my phone into the USB and then decide to put on some music, so I scroll through my Spotify and put it on shuffle. The first song that comes on is Love Is On The Radio by McFly, which is one of my favourite songs and has been since it came out.

I put the car into drive and we quickly zoom off in the direction of town, where we are meeting my sister at one of our family hotels for her fitting.

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We park in the hotel staff car park and I let Katie and Charlotte out of the back seat. I'm about to lock the car when I remember I need to put the parking badge thing on show, so that I don't get a parking fine for parking in the staff car park. I remember that it is in the glove box, so I open it and try to find it amongst all of the other junk in there such as 3 pairs of sunglasses, seat cleaner and a spare phone charger. Why do I have 3 pairs of sunglasses in the glove box anyway, because it's barely ever sunny here anyway so I don't even need one pair most of the time.

Once I have found the parking badge I put it on the dashboard and shut the car door before locking it. We walk over to the hotel entrance and wait for my sister in the comfy armchairs by the reception. She lives by Loch Ness, so it is going to take her longer to get here as it means she has further to travel than we did.

A few minutes later my sister Molly arrives and she looks every inch the glamorous model she is. She is wearing a powder blue satin cami, tucked into a pair of black skinny jeans, with a pair of nude high heels and a Louis Vuitton tote bag. Her long blonde hair is in perfect waves and she is wearing light makeup, which is improved by her bright smile. Whereas, I look like I just rolled out of bed, which is kind of the truth.

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