The Life and Lies of Me

My name is Esme. Ever since my parents died in a car crash, my sister is the closest person I've got...even though she hates me. Love is in the air for a while. A diary is the best part of my life right now. It's amazing what just letting go of your emotions really does to you.
I live with my Aunt Mira who has a grudge against me, godness knows why. After stealing her diary, I can find out my aunt's secrets too. I miss my old friend, but will a new boyfriend make things better... and will the love last? I just want to know the secrets of the past, and the secrets of my mum and my aunt - the twins that never got on.

With secrets, lies and the twists and turns of life, Esme will discover the mysteries that you don't even find in stories.


29. Go back to Savannah.

Monday 24th December

It’s Christmas Eve. I didn’t do much today. I met up with Rose and Aiden at the park, we had a really fun time as a threesome, but after ten minutes, Keira came along. Aunt Mira had rung up Keira’s mum and told her that I was here. That was a major disappointment. She only said that she wished that she was back in Florida with Savannah, oh how she missed her Savannah and the glorious sun and her swimming pool and the sea and the sand. She might have got a bit impatient and miffed when I might have told her to shut her cakehole. Oh well. Everyone got a bit annoyed with her, and I had the desperate urge to slap her when she was mocking Rose’s voice behind her back. So I imitated Keira’s American slang accent very obviously NOT behind her back. Let’s just say things didn’t end well. Keira stormed off in tears. What was her problem? Keira NEVER cried – at least, not the Keira that I know. I mean, the Keira that I knew. America had really got under her skin and changed her personality. She should just go back to Florida, back to the sun, back to her precious Savannah. She has no business in the United Kingdom that she is now against so much. OK, so it rains rather a lot and it isn’t as hot as the United States, but the people here are decent. Keira just needs to give her own country a chance and stop comparing.



Mollie is mega excited about tomorrow, and the Christmassy spirit doesn’t seem to have hit me yet. I gave my friends their presents and spent the rest of my dull day reading The Hunger Games and reading Aunt Mira’s and my mum’s diaries. I went to their Christmas Eve’s entries and tried to find out if their twelfth Christmas Eve was any more interesting than mine.

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