A 16 year old girl who lives in a flat on her own. One of her new guy friends is having family issues and he moves in with her for a while. Some guys come looking for him and they both have to run away.
The shrill alarm clock shattered my peaceful sleep. I groaned, rolled over and slammed the off button. Silence fell over me again. I sighed, enjoying a few minutes in my cosy bed. I gave up in the end, i couldn't properly relax incase I fell asleep again. I hurled myelf up, but stood up too quickly and sat back dwn again. When my hea stopped spinning i got up again and stumbled across the room, across the hall and into the kitchen. I shook out some cereal, poured the milk, and started eating.
Fifteen minutes later, i was showered, dressed and ready for school. I grabbed my bag and my keys, and left, locking the door behind me. School wasn't far, so I arrived on time.
"Ava!" I heard someone shout my name. I looked across the quadrangle, and saw Jason. I groaned a little, but waved anyway. In a few seconds, he was at my side.
"Have a good weekend?" he asked, putting his arm around my shoulders. I pushed it off.
"Yeah, you?" I replied.
"It was okay, I went to Liam's party," he said, "would have been better if you were there though."
I forced a smile. Thankfully the bell rang that second.
"Aw man," said Jason, "See you later sexy." I shuddered a little and walked away.
I just got to english in time, after taking a detour to avoid all the busiest parts of school. I dropped my bag under the table and sat down. We'd all been assigned seats, and I didn't like anyone i sat near. Ashley, the girl who sat next to me, turned to look at me.
"Did you go to Clubland this weeked?" she asked.
"No," I replied, "I'd rather poke my eyes out."
She looked at me, a frown forming.
"But- wouldn't that hurt?" she asked.
"Ignore her Ashley, she just thinks she's too cool for Clubland," said Jack from the table in front and then turned to me, "You were probably hanging out with some band geeks weren't you?" he said with a sneer.
"No I went to a Biffy Clyro gig actually," I replied.
"He's rubbish," he said dismissivly.
"It's a band," I replied.
"Whatever," he muttered and turned back around in his seat, turning a little red.
"Right class!" called the teacher from the front. "We're changing seats today, the new plan is on the board. You have five minutes." The room was suddenly full of noise, as everyone gathered their things and made their way to their new seats.