The Influence Escape. (1D On Temperary Hold)

An ordinary innocent teenager, with a dream. A dream that'll never come true. College, family and her father's perception of her future are the only things on her mind. But one person could change all this. Aggression. Hatred. Adventures. Change. Love...and an influenced escape.


3. Goosebumps.

I spent lunch with Joe and we actually seemed to get along really well, which was good. He was quite a bubbly and funny guy with his brown eyes and short spiked hair he certainly was one of the better looking guys in college. I was quite surprised that we hadn't crossed paths before. Anyway the both of us spoke for a while until the conversation began to die down. I sat and began to aimlessly push the food that I had got from the canteen around my plate.


"You know it won't be that bad." Joe commented and caught my attention.


"What won't be?" I asked slightly confused.


"The extra lessons with Mr Tommo." He replied and there was a slight pause before we both burst out into laughter. I didn't realize he had heard the whole conversation earlier. After a while my stomach began to ache from all the giggling, I haven't laughed so much in what seems like forever. Once the both of us had calmed down it fell quiet for a while.


"My life is over." I broke the silence in a huff and my body fell limp onto the table. 





The end of college seemed to creep around fairly quickly and I would have been relieved...but now I have tutoring. I head to my locker before leaving the dull building trying to make the time drag on for as long as possible. 


"Good luck!" I heard Joe chant as he tapped me on the back and sped through the corridor. 


"I'm gunna need it." I quietly mumbled as I shut my locker and walked toward the exit. I was fairly surprised to see that the rain had now stopped and the sun was just beginning to come out through the clouds. I slowly began to walk home knowing that my mum would force me to go straight to Mr Tomlinson's. The pavement I walked on gradually began to heat up as the sun emerged and I could now feel the warmth through my little canvas shoes. I loved this weather but a part of me didn't want it to be sunny. I wanted all the warm weather to be saved for the summer break. Last year it rained non-stop. One of the worst summers ever. 


Before I knew it I had arrived in my street and was slowly wandering along still trying to take as long as possible. The slower I walked the more I began to see. Butterflies and bee's began to appear as the summerlike weather warmed the air. Birds came out from their little hidey-hole’s flying across the now blue sky. It was amazing. So beautiful. So peaceful. 


"Yeah, yeah catch you later Tommo!" I heard a car pull up behind me and someone shout from it. The first thing I thought of was the laughing fit I had, had with Joe earlier. Tommo. I giggled to myself as it re-jogged my memory. I then spun around to try and find out who this 'Tommo' was not really knowing what to expect. As I turned I began to walk along the drive of my house. A fairly tall guy walked along the path I had just been on. He wore a white baggy tank top that revealed the sides of his torso, black turn-up jeans, a pair of Vans and red beanie. The guy was fairly muscular and had quite a few tattoos on him as well. He walked with his hands in his pockets and seemed very confident and very cocky. My wandering eyes followed him as he past the end of my drive taking a closer look at him and finding myself slightly attracted to his look until his eyes met mine. Shooting me with an intimidating glare. I then immediately turned around walking straight into my house. As I shut the door behind me I leant against it, goose bumps were now on my skin. Wow. That was weird.

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