4. Chapter three: Tasha
Mum has left Marvin for a man called Bruce. I don’t like Bruce. He is way older than Marvin and stinks of beer. I hate any kind of alcohol. I can’t live without drugs though. LSD, cannabis, heroin, you name it; I bet you I’ve tried it. Friends say that I’m stupid for taking anything at all other than booze. That’s all they care about, booze, boys, shopping and parties. That is all that goes through their tiny little brains. I know what I’m doing. I’ve been taking this stuff for years now and I’ve never had any problems. In fact, it’s normally the solution to one of my many problems. Gives me a nice buzz to take the edge of life, to chill me out or make me happier.
Anyway we had to move house. We are always moving house. We have moved into the centre of the town now. I have to go to a new school now. It is called Clifton secondary school. I am always moving schools as well as houses. Nowhere seems to want me. I’ve been to 7 different schools already. I got permanently excluded from 4; moved too far away from the others. My last school was okay I suppose. I actually made some real friends. Not some next stuck up cows who are always talking behind your back at you. Or some giggly freaks who are always ditching you to be with their boyfriends.
This new house only has four bedrooms. So the Twinz have to share. For once I got a room which actually fits all my stuff in it. It is quite a neat house. My room has a pink en-suite and a walk-in pink wooden wardrobe. This is because Bruce is filthy rich. That’s why mum left Marvin for him. That’s all she cares about- money, shoes and her diet. She is worse that my old friends. Well if you could call them friends.
Bruce took me uniform shopping yesterday. We went into town. Clifton has a blue and grey uniform. Blue jumper and a blue blazer with a grey stripe and the school logo, a grey and blue tie, grey trousers or a skirt, blue socks, white shirt and black shoes. Ewww!!! After we went to the school shop, Bruce took me into this posh coffee shop which I just LURVE!!! I didn’t tell him that though. He is always rude to me and looks down his nose at the Twinz. Mum seems to like him though. She is never around when he is in a bad mood. He always drinks loads then gets angry. I just hope he doesn’t try to get violent. I know I said I could look after myself but I draw the line at winning a fight between a drunk, over-sized forty year old disgrace of a human being.
I start school tomorrow. Don't see the point in going to be honest. I don't even know how long we're going to be here, mum's boyfriends usually last between a week and a year. Hopefully this is one of her short relationships because I don't really want to be hanging around this Bruce guy. I haven’t even unpacked half of my stuff yet because I'm tired of repacking. I suppose I better get some sleep now since I have to be up early in order to "make a good impression". Well I'm tired of making impressions, good or bad. No-one ever likes me or talks to me because everyone has their own friendship groups now. I’m just the weird newbie. I don’t even know how I'm supposed to pass my GCSE’s with all this upheaval. The exam boards and specifications change at each school and apparently I’m supposed to adapt my knowledge. I’m not a fucking chameleon though; I can’t just keep changing to suit where I am. Each fuckwit teacher is worse than the last and I doubt this next school is going to be any different. At least it’s a mixed school this time. I can’t deal with all girls’ schools. Too many sluts in a small area and not enough boys to go round. I’ve had my fair share of boyfriends, but it’s one at a time for me. Boys are usually the only interesting things at my schools. They’re so easy to mess with. Some of them will believe any bullshit that you feed them. I can have them eating out of my hand in seconds.