14. Chapter thirteen: Tasha
I phoned Tony up and asked him is he wanted to go to the funfair up on the heath in the evening. He said maybe. He was with his girlfriend Mandy or Maisie or whatever her name was. I felt my heart drop and I tried not to think about him. But it’s hard. His gorgeous green eyes, his soft lips and his sexy, toned body complete with six-pack. I started to get ready to go to the fair. I told him to meet me at the entrance at seven, but I planned to get there a bit early so I could hide and see if he is going to turn up; beats standing outside like a sad reject.
I had a long relaxing bath filled with my favourite salts. The soft aroma of rose and jasmine wafted through the air from my strategically placed candles. It was just heaven and I was gutted when the candles burned out. They were a Christmas present from one of mum’s exes and it was soon going to exceed its sell-by date. They were hidden in the back of my wardrobe since I hated the guy who gave them to me. He was one of the nicey-nice guys who tried to buy the love of my siblings and I. It worked on the Twinz since they were too young to know any better but the rest of us stood our ground. He eventually gave up and walked out on mum.
I walked over to my wardrobe and flung the doors open. I walked from one end to another and back again. I tried to plan the perfect outfit but all I achieved was a floor full of clothes.
In the end I settled for skinny jeans, a low cut, tight, white top with a pink cardigan and my pink Vans. I curled my hair with mum’s curling tongs and sprayed some hairspray into my hair to give it some much needed volume. I had twenty quid in my cardigan pocket and I set out into the crisp winter evening. I paused. Then I turned back, picked up Tony’s Valentine prezzie and walked back out of the door. I didn’t bother telling my mother where I was going as to be honest I don’t think she would care anyway.