"Home" Cp. 20
My home is in the richer part of London. Its a big house, and I know many of my friends might envy me.
But I don't like living in a museum and I never have.
My family earn a lot of money, and the most embarrassing thing about it is, that I have absolutely no idea where they come from.
My dad never talks about it, he never talk about anything really. Besides, scolding me of course.
He have grounded me so many times, and I end up in my bedroom. My bedroom is a curse. There is not one thing I hate more than that terrible room.
Of course I wasn't in charge of the decorating. My mother is all about colors. While Im more of a black and white person.
It didn't take long before I was back to school. I was trying hard to study, and forget about 5 Seconds of Summer.
Although everyone in school had a lot of questions to ask about Derpcon, and Calum had been calling me repeatedly the first month, it made it difficult. But I managed to handle it.. for four months without picking up.
My best friend, Alayna, kept me busy. I didn't tell her or anybody else about Calum. If I did no one would ever be able to marry me. I would be ruined. An outcast. Just because I feel like one does not mean I should wear it like a title.
Notebooks and pencils filled my bedroom floor. The spring time had reached London, which meant a lot of studying followed by many tests.
It was noon, the sunrays lit up everything, and the fresh air lightly made the curtains sway.
I sat on the floor with both eyes locked on my homework. My brain had been pounding for 30 minutes still not being able to find a solution to the first math task.
A knock on my door distracted me, and I looked up to find Luna stepping into my room.
Her style had been changing. She was leaving the flannel and bandanas behind, to step into my mothers style, with flower printed scarfs, and long skirts.
"What?" I lay down my pencil, and stretched my fingers.
She slowly neared me. Her hands were behind her back, like if she was hiding something.
"They're here in two months." She looked down at me, as she threw two tickets on my lap.
For moments I looked at it without realising what it was. It then hit my like poison on my thighs, and I pushed them off me, and myself up.
"Get. out." I said firmly, and looked away as I pointed towards the door.
Luna did not go away, she only stepped closer, and I stepped back.
"If you could give it a chance. We could meet them again." She sounded so hopefull.
"Do not do this to me, Luna. I do not want to speak to them. I do not want to hear them, and I definitely dont want to see them." My voice broke.
"Just give it a-," she continued, but I cut her off..
"OUT!" I shrieked.
She bent down for the tickets, and left by slamming with the doors.
I ran to my bed, kicking both books, and clothes from the floor on my way. I burried my head into the many pillows, and breathed in my own parfume. I sank deeper, and deeper into the softness of my bed.
Tears filled my eyes for a moments. I blinked them out. I could not let sadness consume me after all that time.
Get it together, Lucky. You barely knew him. He barely knew you. You're gonna continue with slowly letting time, and denial consume the memory of love.