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Naive, Chapter Eleven (Rewritten)I looked at the house I saw from the car window. It looked small and old. I wondered how many other kids lived here, hopefully not too many. The last thing I needed was more fights and arguments.
Zoe knocked on the door twice before the door opened and we were greeted by a big woman, somewhere between her fifties with light brown hair going grey put up into a tight ponytail.
"Hello!" she greeted cheerfully. "You must be Sara" Judging by Helen's voice, she was, or had been a smoker.
"Yes. This is Sara Mckenna" said Zoe
"Do come on in!"
Me and Zoe were lead into Helen's small kitchen, where a little male toddler was fidgeting in his high chair, trying to get out of it. He was whimpering loudly.
"Sorry, let me just sort out this little winger here" she apologised as she took the toddler out of his high chair. "Can I get you two anything to drink? Any tea? Any coffee?"
"No thanks" I mumbled
"I'd love a cup of tea, thank you" said Zoe
"Well Sara" Helen said as she turned on the kettle to bo
Naive, Chapter Ten (Rewritten)"Sara?"
I felt something shake my shoulder whilst I slept that morning. I moaned and lazily opened my eyes to look at my alarm clock, that read 6.00am. I had an hour left before I had to get up for School, why was I being woken up now?
"W-what?.....I have an hour left...." I mumbled
"No dear, you have to get up and pack. You're moving to your foster home today"
"Already?" I groaned as I pulled myself up. "Right now?"
"Yes, right now. We had to call late last night to find you a suitable placement. We don't feel it's safe to keep you and Hayley under the same roof anymore"
Wow, I wonder why.
"What about School?" I asked
"You won't be going in today since you'll need to settle down"
I ate some breakfast that morning before I had to go back upstairs to pack. It was extremely quiet in the kitchen as I sat down at the empty table where we always eat; everyone else were still sleeping. Ray walked over to where I was sitting and sat down on the chair beside me.
"We're sure going to miss you
Naive, Chapter Nine (Rewritten)I cried myself to sleep that night. I lay under my covers, wearing Falco's silver necklace around my neck. I just wanted to sleep and forget this whole evening, I even refused to come down for dinner.
"Fuck off!" I remember yelling to Zoe. "I don't want to eat fuck all, especially with you fucking people!"
I got a lot of bollocking for that but thankfully, I didn't get sent to the isolation room. At first, Zoe was about to send me there, but then her and Leslie talked so they let me off. I was way too upset to eat anything, I just spent literally the whole evening sitting in my room. After practically crying for England that night, I crashed out to sleep completely, my crying had pretty much tired me out.
As the late night carried on, everyone was asleep and the night was quiet; not even the outside was alive, the only sound to be heard was the wind blowing softly and occasional cars driving by quietly. It seemed somewhat peaceful, until I was suddenly awakened by a strong bur
Naive, Chapter Eight (Rewritten)I was finally home. I was so relieved to be out of isolation after what happened, but now I had the thoughts of what it was going to be like the next time I had Workskills. I was about to walk down the hallway and up to my bedroom as usual, until I noticed two suitcases sitting in the hallway. One of them was a big heavy one whereas as the other was a smaller wheeled suitcase. I didn't know who they belonged to, but I sure hoped it was Hayley's. I walked up to stairs to my bedroom when I suddenly saw Falco come out of his room, a navy backpack over his right shoulder.
"Hey..." he said quietly
"Hey, going out?" I asked
"No...." he sighed sadly
"Sara, I'm leaving...." My heart sank right at that moment. Those bags in the hallway were his. I felt a hard lump rise painfully in my throat. "W-w-what!?" I gasped, trying not to cry in front of him. "What's happening? What's going on? I thought you weren't leaving until University!"
"I'm really sorry" he blowed. "I know this is
Naive, Chapter Seven (Rewritten)The next morning seemed like a normal day for me. It wasn't going to be any different. Well, not yet anyway. I sat down at the breakfast table next to Kelsey, but she wouldn't even look at me, she just had her head down low.
"Morning" I said to her. Kelsey rolled her eyes over to me but rolled them back down. God, she was still pissed off about last night? It was a shame Falco wouldn't be down for breakfast today, he didn't attend College on Tuesdays so he didn't have to wake up early like the rest of us, the lucky bastard. This morning seemed calm compared to normal mornings, me and Hayley didn't actually argue, we just ignored each other. But then Zoe reminded me that I had to apologize to the bitch.
"Uhumm!" Zoe coughed at me as she took her normal seat at the table. I knew what she wanted me to do but I ignored her and continued eating my breakfast until Zoe told Hayley about the apology. "Hayley, I believe Sara has something to tell you" she said, looking over at me. I sighed and
Naive, Chapter Six (Rewritten)I got home at about 7pm. I was about to walk upstairs to Falco's room to talk to him when I heard a knock from the door to my right. It was the door to the isolation room. You'd go in there if you misbehaved, like fighting with the other kids. I've been in there a lot of times, the most they keep you in there for is an hour. I looked over to the door and saw Falco open it.
"Dude, what the fuck are you doing in there?" I asked him
"Got put it fucking isolation because of that little shit" he sighed
"Yep" I heard Louis behind me. "Hitler over here got all angry so he punched me, the faggot"
"Shut the fuck up Louis!" I spat at him.
"His brother hit me in the jaw, now I've got a bruise" Falco explained to me as he pointed over to the dark purple and blue bump.
"Shit..." I breathed. "He could of broken your jaw!"
"He deserves it anyway, so he can go back to Germany with the other Nazis" said Louis. I glared at him angrily before he ran away from me like a coward. I looked ove
Naive, Chapter Five (Rewritten)The rest of the day went smoothly after Maths class, but on the way to my last lesson for the day, me and Libby needed to use the toilet so we stopped by to use the girls' toilets. Unfortunately Hayley Dixon and those two little bitches Gabby and Sadie were already in there applying their make up and putting on another ton of foundation.
"Go away, Sara" said Sadie when she saw me. Me and Libby looked at each other and started laughing.
"What's so fucking funny?" Hayley asked rudely
"So let me get this straight your highness, we're not allowed in here without your special permission. Is that right?" I asked her. We crossed to the toilet cubicles before Hayley or anyone else could open their mouthes. Me and Libby could hear the three of them complain and bitch about us.
"God, at least I don't wear that stupid bandanna" I heard Hayley
"She's such a weirdo" said Gabby
"Yeah, she thinks she's all hard just because she spoke back to Mr.Milburn"
Of course, the bandanna! After I flushed the ch
Naive, Chapter Four (Rewritten)"Really Sara?" Shyann grinned as she walked up towards Sara and Libby by the tennis courts
"What?" I asked
"Oh, so fucking what! They can shove their rules up their ass!"
"Nice to know" Shyann chortled
"Come on Shyann, what's wrong with you? Don't you know our Sara?" said Libby
"Yeah, yeah, how stupid of me. I like your new hair colour by the way Libby"
"Thanks! Sara says it's a bit like Noel Fielding's hair cut" Libby beamed
"I guess it does a bit"
We heard the School bell ring loudly. It was time for us to go to registration.
"Girls!" we heard one of the PE teachers yell at us. "Stop loitering and get to registration!"
"Yeah, we heard you the first time!" I yelled back at her. We left before she could say anything back.
After registration finished, I had to go to Maths class. I fucking hate it. Not the subject, I'm actually quite good at Maths and I'm getting pretty good grades for it; it's my teacher, Mr.Milburn, I can't stand. Mr.Miburn's quite a posh character, I'm
Naive, Chapter Three (Rewritten)I was nearly at the cornershop, I could see Libby in the distance, sitting on the small brick wall whilst looking down at her phone.
"Where the down boys go (Go!)
Where the down boys go (Go)
Where the down boys go
Yeah, I wanna go where the down boys go, baby" Warrant sang from my iPod.
Just imagine, me, a glam metal artist singing this song on stage in front of a large audience with bright lights, big hair, bandannas, skinny jeans, guitars, drums and support bands like Motley Crue, Poison, Warrant, Britny Fox, Bon Jovi....but who am I kidding? I sound ridiculous. I'm always dreaming of a life that's never going to happen. I'm not a rockstar, I'm a fourteen year old girl living in a shit hole of a Children's Home in Greenwich who goes to a shitty School and only has three real friends.
I took out my earphones as I came closer to where Libby was sitting.
"Been daydreaming again?" Libby grinned
"You actually went ahead and dyed your hair?" I asked, already changing the subject
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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