The week has somehow simultaneously flown by and dragged on, each day felt a week long in itself, but then Friday night came and Billy and I were climbing into his car and joining the convoy of his friends all driving up to stay at a pretty little Travelodge so we can spend the weekend looking at houses.
I'm getting more comfortable around his friends, or at least I'm really trying to. There's just so many of them and they're all really quite in your face, I don't mean it in a bad way, because it's really not. It's just that they have this way of being with each other, they argue, take the mick and make up, all in the matter of a few minutes and again, there's so many of them.
I have one friend and even though I've known her pretty much since the beginning of school, our friendship is very different from theirs. It's more of a comfortable companionship, I'd d
I never expected to spend my afternoon hiding in various parts of the house while my girlfriend pretends to have a conversation with herself, so we can find the best place for me to listen in to whatever it is her dickwad of a friend thinks he's got on me.As if he's got anything on me, I'm pretty obsessed with Elsie, I'm not sure it's healthy. I miss her when she's off with Laura and secretly I'm glad she's only got the one friend, especially since that one friend has a harem of guys taking up her time, which means I get Elsie all to myself the majority of the time.Anyway, back to the matter at hand. Isaac and his stupid game, clearly he wants Elsie and I guess he's going to try to turn her against me, split us up and then swoop in and pick up the pieces.As if I'm going to let that happen!
I have no idea what's going on, Luke just turned up on the doorstep and now we're climbing into a car with him and another older guy who waits for us to settle into our seats and reminds us to buckle up before he starts driving. "Go left on St Peters Street." Luke tells the driver after glancing at his phone. "Luke, Nathan, you want to tell us what's going on?" Billy asks and I'm slightly relieved that he seems to be finding this as bizarre as I am. The driver, Nathan I guess he's called, grins at us through the rearview mirror. "I was round at Shane's for dinner." Luke starts and it feels like this might be a long version of the story. "Well, we were telling Nathan and Jake about what was happening to you tonight and how we knew you weren't cheating but this Isaac g
I drank too much last night. My brain feels like someone's tightening a belt around it, just for fun and my mouth feels furry, like I spent the night licking a dirty carpet."I think I'm dying." Luke grumbles from the chair in the corner of the room."Not me, death wouldn't hurt this much." Shane adds from the floor.One of their mobiles rings and the sound is like a drill going straight into my skull."Answer it before I smash it." Luke cries, holding a cushion over his head."Hey Baby." Shane rasps into the phone, lying on his back on the floor and groaning in pain. "Yeah, I don't think we're moving for a while. Ok, yeah, hang on… do we want Rory to drip over her mum's hangover drink?"
Apparently there are things that happen during your life that can make you re-evaluate everything you've ever done and from the moment Billy tells me my mum has tried to kill herself, my mind has replayed every cruel thing I've ever said or done to her, especially recently.I might not have been the pretty, outgoing, fashionable daughter that she really wanted, but I worked hard at school, kept my room tidy, I didn't go out to parties or take drugs, she never had to worry that I wouldn't come home or would be in a dangerous situation.I figured if I couldn't be the daughter she wanted, I could at least try to make her happy and proud of me. I was a good girl.Liar!Immediately the memory of the night I lost my virginity is thrown into
I fucking hate moving house! Somehow in the brief few months we've lived in the rental we've managed to accumulate enough crap for an entire moving van plus filling the back of my car. How? We're not even taking most of the furniture! The beds, sofa and fridge freezer are all part of the rental so they're staying here. I don't really even know what's filling all the boxes, but Elsie and I have spent the week popping back to my dad's whenever they're not home so we can pick up the rest of our stuff and add in the stuff we've bought since moving in together, well, it's taken half the day just to fill the vehicles. It's only been that quick because we spent our evenings boxing up everything except the things we use daily. "I'm really going to miss this place." Elsie says, leaning into my side to try to hide the fact that she's crying. "Come on, wait until you get to the new place. It's going to be amazing." I make sure my smile is huge and reassuring, but secretly, I'm already missi
This week has been a rollercoaster to say the least.I know they're Billy's friends, but I'm not sure I'll ever feel really comfortable with Luke Thomas and Shane Woodson. Even after seeing the way they dote on the tiny terror that is Shane's niece.I think I'm the only one though, because Jenny, one of Aurora's friends, has woken me up three times already this week screaming at Luke for waking her up with his singing and even Priya, Jenny's sister and the quietest girl I've ever met other than Laura, seems perfectly comfortable hanging out with them.Aside from the slight nerves around two of my new housemates, it feels like being on holiday.We spend the week swimming, watching films and exploring the area. The sun hasn't stopped shining and it peers thro
Elsie's quiet all the way to my Grandmother's house, which is where my mum decided we should meet so she can make us a proper home cooked meal. I'm so excited to show Elsie off, I know if my mum can get past the fact that she's Carly's daughter, she'll realise they're nothing alike and will really like her. My grandmother will adore her anyway, since she never liked my dad and I know she's glad he and my mum have split up. "You ok?" I ask Elsie for what feels like the fifth time during the journey to my grandmother's. "Yeah, just nervous." She gives me a weak smile, so I squeeze her hand in the hopes it will reassure her a little. My mum greets us at the door, a big smile appears on her face when she sees me. "My boy." She pulls me into a hug, then pushes me back and hits me around the back of the head. "How could you move away without telling your mother? I don't even know what university you've chosen." She hits me again, then turns to walk into the house, tugging me behind her
We're on a plane to Las Vegas to go and get married. This might be the most spontaneous thing in my entire life so far, or even in the future, because seriously, what's more spontaneous than hopping on an eleven hour flight to get married after one brief conversation?Am I making a mistake?I'm eighteen, I've not even been legally an adult for a full year yet. I should be freaking out, I should be having major second thoughts especially now enough time has passed that we're no longer caught up in whatever romantic moment we were having, but I can feel Billy's hand holding mine as he dozes beside me and I can't bring myself to feel anything but excitement about tying myself to him for the rest of my life, so I guess the answer is a resounding no. No way, this is going to be wonderful!