Get off your lazy butt.

"Get off your lazy butt, and actually do something for a change."
This is all Victoria hears from her parents. Her bedroom is spotless, not a bit of dust anywhere, not a thing out of place. Her grades are the best ever seen, A*'s in everything. She does drama after school. She does singing lessons, dancing lessons. She's on the netball team, the football team, the basketball team. She has a job at the local cafe. She has a babysitting job on weekends. She does every chore in the house; hovering, polishing, dishes, cooking, dusting, etc. She helps her four brothers and three sisters with their homework. But all of that just isn't enough for her parents.
Victoria has had about enough. She plans to move out...
But does she actually leave? Or does she stay with her spoiled parents?


2. You need a break.

Okay, so my parents know that I have a boyfriend, but they don't have a clue who it is. They've never met him and they have never seen him, and I have been going out with him for three years now. But it is coming up to my sixteenth birthday and my Dad has decided that he doesn't trust any teenage boys from the age of sixteen with his eldest daughter. So he wants to meet him. My Mum agreed when she remembered that the legal age to have sex is sixteen. So this Saturday, my parents are going to meet my boyfriend. Terrifying, I know. But I cannot say no to them..

Me and Louis have been together since year 9 and we've been through a lot together. We've been through rumors and lies, falling outs and misunderstandings. But we've got through it all. I've met his parents and they are adorable. I love them. And Louis seems to be looking forward to meeting my parents, for some reason. He won't listen to my friends, who say that they are scared of my parents and that they are really weird. 

It's Thursday morning, and Louis is coming along to walk me to school. It's 7.45 and I am already ready. My hair is curled, my makeup is on, I've ironed my uniform and put it on, my shoes are on, I even made time to find a matching pair of socks. I've woke up all my siblings and they have went to school with their friends already because they all have breakfast club. I've made my parents their breakfast, and I have done a bit of tidying up, but there wasn't that much to do. Louis is coming round for 8 and I'm becoming restless. My parents are looking at me with a funny look on their face and the clock seems to be ticking rather loud. I here the letter box go and I jumped. I ran to the door. It was just the mailman.

It was soon 8 o'clock and I started to put my coat on, when I heard a knock on the door. I finished buttoning up my coat as I walked towards the door and I answered it. I opened the door with a big smile on my face and said "LOUIS" with a cheery voice, only to see that it wasn't Louis. It was his mother. "What is it? What's wrong? Where's Louis? Why isn't Louis here? When is he coming? Is he coming?" I was really worried. A smirk appeared on Louis' mothers face. She pointed towards the Aston Martin that was behind her and started walking towards it. She opened the back door to reveal Louis. I breathed, relieved that there was nothing wrong. I grabbed my keys from the hanger next to the door, called bye to my parents and closed the door behind me as I ran towards the car.

As I approached the car, Louis got out and stood up, wrapping his arms around me as he did so. He tightened his grip and kissed my forehead, for he had heard everything. He had heard me being so worried about him and was so happy that I cared about him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the car. He told his mother to give us a couple of minutes privacy while he told me something, and closed the car door. His mother stayed outside the car unable to hear what was being said. "We are not going to school today, Viki." I looked at him puzzled. Louis wasn't the kind of guy to ditch school. "We are going to London, because you are having a break from your parents." Now I looked even more puzzled. "What the hell are you going on about, Louis? I don't need a break. I am not going down to London. I am going to school." He took a deep breath and explained that he had already booked the hotel and that he wasn't going down to London without me and he wasn't throwing money down the drain like that. I couldn't believe Louis would do this, but agreed to go anyways, mostly because I felt guilty that he thought he had to do this and that if I didn't go it would of been a waste of money, and also because even though I could say that I didn't need a break from my parents, so convincingly, I knew that I actually did need a break.

Louis opened the window and told his mother we were ready to leave, and Louis' mother jumped into the drivers seat and turned on the engine, and drove off. I took a deep breath, then pulled out my phone from my pocket so that I could text my mother. Louis took my phone out of my hand and put it in his pocket so that I couldn't get it. "No, I will text your mother later. You are not having any contact with your parents until the day we come back because they will say stuff that will make you argue with me about going to London." I didn't bother trying to get my phone back, I just stared out the window at the scenery and it all went by... All the trees and the churches and the houses and the shops and the schools, the parks and the youth clubs and the doctors and hospitals. Louis put one arm round my shoulders and grabbed my hand with his other hand. He leaned forward and kissed my cheek. Then I turned my head and kissed him on the lips then, we started making out in the back of his mothers car. And she didn't even notice...

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