Crazy Guy Crazy Girl Crazy Love

"I'm crazy. Compleately and utterly crazy. If you come with me I have no idea what will happen. Because I'm nuts." He explained to me, before leaving he turned around and added, "aren't you coming?"

Nina is bored. Bored of life, bored of school, bored of everything. Then she meets Daz, who is a self-admitted mad man who is anything but boring.

What could possibly go wrong?


17. Chapter 17: The Station

I was packing my bags for Glasgow, everything I needed or wanted to keep had to come with me, surprisingly, I had very little I wanted to take. I did need to take all my clothes though. I folded all my black tops, thinking of the one I left in the first hotel. The one I wore when I met Daz. I'd been in mostly black that night, black top, leggings and boots. Typical Nina, dress the colour that allows you to camouflage. Be a shadow. I zipped up my case, stopping my flood of memories. I just couldn't wait to get to Glasgow, to leave behind all these memories, and let the beast of hope hop off my back. I dragged the suitcase down the stairs, placing it with the others. Just one of many, just like I would soon be. 


We were at the station, sitting on the bench. It was just me and aunt Hope. We'd already dropped off our bags, we were ready to go. I have to admit, even I felt ready to finally leave it all behind. My new school had great results, and a superb music program, which was ideal for me, as music was something I enjoyed in school. Our new house was bigger and the neighbourhood was friendly. Aunt Hope's new job had a better pay, and flexible hours. It was going to be not only a fresh start, but a good start too. A happy life awaited me.

"I'm going to go buy a bottle of water, you want anything?" Aunt Hope asked.

"No." I replied, smiling. 

I gazed up at the cloudless sky, smiling to myself. The colours were so beautiful, why hadn't I realized that before? Green grass, blue skies, orange sun, why had I been so involved in black? As if on cue, my answer spoke from behind me,

"Did I say I had a thing for blondes? I lied. I much prefer brunettes."

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