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Mr Stevens caught up to me at the car. I ignored him, unlocked the car, dumped my bag in the bag seat and got in. He got in on the other side.
“What are you doing?” I asked him furiously.
“Pretend I’m not here. Drive.” He said and faced front.
I shook my head at him and did just that. I drove. But instead of turning right at the school gates I turned left and headed for
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The amount of cars in the driveway told me in how much trouble I was in but none more than the glares from my father when I pulled up. “Where were you?” he yelled when I opened my door.He took a look at my clothes and said in a soft whisper“You went out there again?”
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I went to school with a heavy heart the next morning. I attended my lessons but kept my head down, not saying a word, didn’t even react when I got my tests back, English was an A minus, maths a B, chemistry a B plus and biology a B plus. it was massive improvement from the Fs I used to get but it wasn’t that exciting to me. My teachers seemed to realise that when I just took the paper and turned it upside down. I went back to my old seat upstairs during break, keeping to myself. I was listening to my music again, hoping to improve my mood. I stood up and stared over the banisters, looking at the people walking below.
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I went straight to the bar after school. I walked in and found Frankie sitting alone in the empty bar.“You look like hell. You are early. You looking for a drink?” he asked with a smile.I rubbed over my eyes tiredly and nodded. He handed me a shot of tequila.“Want to talk about it?” he asked carefully.
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I woke in the middle of the night in my sitting room covered by a blanket, lights dimmed but the second bedroom light was on. I got up and peeked through the door to see my father lying on a mattress, his glasses at the tip of his nose, reading a book.I knocked on the door gently and he looked up.“You’re awake.” He said pleasantly and got up.“Yeah. I think I might’ve
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I went through the drive through the next morning for a bite to eat before I headed to school. I finished my breakfast in my car before I cleaned up and got out.I met up with Charlie and the rest of my friends in the quad, all the while pulling hard on my vape.“Morning boys and girl.” I said when I joined them.“Hey yourself.” Charlie grinned at me.
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On Friday afternoon we were given our final times about what time we should all meet at school the next day. We were still unsure of where we were going. When Saturday rolled around I went to the school at the designated area, towing a tiny trailer that my father had lent me. My car was too small for all my friends’ luggage and my things. I had taken my guitar, tent and sleeping bag and that sort of filled up my trunk anyway.I parked next to the buses and got out of my car, all the while putting my aviator sunglasses on.
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By the time the buses showed up an hour and a half later the camp was alive. I had turned my car on, with doors hanging open, car radio on blaring country music and the fire blazing gently while I lay in the hammock next to the fire, holding my guitar and a beer down on the grass next to me. The enormous ice bucket was standing next to my car, beers cooling in the ice. My friends sat back in their camping chairs we had talked Steven into loaning us.“Here they come.” I said miserably when we heard the buses gently plodding in.We stayed
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I woke about an hour or so later with the sound of thunder and heavy rain. I cleared off my misted windows and peered into the darkness. I spotted the prone figure of Mr Stevens in the hammock when lightning flashed. I cursed and got out of my car and ran to him through the heavy rain. I shook Mr Stevens awake and said.“Hurry sir. We are in an open field and the closest metallic thing is the hammock. Hurry, we have to get you somewhere safe!” I urged him.“What?” he asked confused and started to sit up.
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