One Thing

~Chapter 3~

Lizzie's POV

I can't believe I just walked almost the whole of London in a day, my feet were killing me. I took off my shoes and chucked them over the other side of the room and collapsed on my bed, nearly falling asleep. My phone buzzed in my jacket pocket, I groaned and took it out to read it was a text from Mum.

To: Lizzie

From: Mum

'Have a good day at college tomorrow sweetie.'

I relaxed on my bed, until I heard the door bang shut, it must be my dad from work.

"Lizzie, what do you want for dinner?"

"I don't mind, could we get a take out?"

"What ever you want."

I did a happy dance in my head, mum never let's me have junk food, she says it's too unhealthy and rots your brains the same as TV. I went downstairs to find loads of food catalogs on the dinner table, I searched through many Chinese and Indian takeout menus, until I found Dominos Pizza!

I quickly grabbed the phone and got Dad to order what I wanted and it came in less that half an hour. We ate on the sofas and watched 'kick ass' on the T.V.

It was getting late and I kept closing my eyes and then re-opening indicating a sign that my body wanted to go to sleep. I gave in and went upstairs and collapsed on my bed falling into a deep sleep.

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I woke up with my vision all blurred; I groaned and rubbed my eyes as bright sunlight dropped through the curtains of my room. I looked at the alarm clock and saw it was 8AM.

I closed my eyes again and instantly did a double take.

'IT'S 8AM IN THE MORNING AND I HAVE COLLEGE TODAY AND I ONLY HAVE HALF AN HOUR TO GET THERE. SHIT.'

I started to curse myself as I literally rolled and fell onto my bedroom floor, trying to untangle my legs from the sheets and make my way to the bathroom.

'HOW THE FUCK DID I FORGET TO SET MY ALARM?!

I ran into the bathroom spilling my tooth paste everywhere and grabbed the clothes off the bathroom sink and chucked them on messily. I grabbed my hair brush and brushed my horrible bed hair. After getting all the knots and tangles out of my hair. I ran out the bathroom and grabbed some shoes and attempting to put on shoes and walk down the stairs is not good.
I nearly tripped over my own feet, but grabbed onto the banaster to steady myself. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast that my dad had prepared and ran out the door and chased after my dad.

"Dad, Can you give me a ride." I asked. He nodded and I jumped into the front seat of the car. Dad started the engine and drove out of the driveway. I listened to the radio and watched the minutes go by. I was nervous going to college. I hardly knew anyone there and I have no idea what curriculum they do. I know I should of done the research, but I didn't really have much time.

When we pulled up into the car park of the school, I get out and grab my bag. Dad get's out as well and opens the car boot. I was confused, I was coming home everynight. He came around the corner with my suitcase. I looked up to his eyes full of regret.

"Lizzie, I think it's best for you to board at this school. It's not safe with me anymore. I don't want you to stay with me." My mouth ran dry.

"What?...Why?"

"I don't want you to stay with me anymore, Lizzie. It's too dangerous now." He replied.

"What's so dangerous here that I can't be with you? Your suppose to be my father. Father's are supposed to protect their children forever, but no you just decide to send your children away." I had tear threatening to spill out of my eyes.

"Lizzie...I can't tell you."

"Fine," I walked forwards and grabbed my suitcase. "Thanks for being the father that I had, just for two days" I said with venom in my force. I felt a tear slip as I walked away and into the school office. I didn't look back when my dad drove off, how could my own father treat me like that. I wiped my eyes as a receptionist came towards me.

"Hello dear. Have you just got here?" She asked. I nodded.
"Are you boarding here?" I nodded again. "Follow me." I followed her into the main reception and sat down on a chair. "What's your name dear?" she asked politly.

"Lizzie Swan." I replied.

She started typing away on her laptop and went to the filing cabinet and gave me a set of keys. "Alright. Your room number is 216 and your sharing with Melissa." She led me down the hallway to a pair of elevators and pressed minus two one the lift.

She left me to get back to work as the elevator descended two floors. After the lift had stopped and opened the doors, I walked down a long thin corridor to find the room I'll be sharing for the next couple of months. I found a plain white door with the number 216 engraved on it and opened the door with the keys. I walked in to a room with clothes all over the place and a brunette playing kicking around a ball all over the room.

"Oh, Hi!" I stepped further into the room. "I'm Melissa. Your Elizabeth right?" "Yeah, call me Lizzie." she nods. "Sorry about the mess. I'm not the most clean person." Melissa hurries to your side of the room and picks up all of her clothes and places them on her bed and starts to kick the ball again. I walked over to my new bed and put my suitcase on the bed and started to unpack all of my clothes and hang them up in the small wardrobe in the cornor of the room. There was two wardrobes, so Melissa and I didn't have to share.

After unpacking I put my large suitcase in the bottom of the wardrobe and made my bed. Luckily my dad packed my duvet, so I wouldn't get cold. I finally finished before getting dinner at the canteen. I walked to the canteen with Melissa and sat with her friends.

"Hi Guys! This is Lizzie." She introduced me. They all smiled and I smiled back and said "Hi" shyly. "So, Lizzie. Where are you from? Your definatley not from England due to your accent."
"I'm from Californa." I replied.

"Wow. I've always wanted to go to Californa. Are the boys hotter than they say they are?" I laughed and carried on eating.

Later after eating, Melissa, her friends and I went to the common room to watch a movie. We sat on the confortable bean bags and nabbed some sweets and pop corn from the canteen, before the dinner ladies could notice.

We watched Mean Girls, it was one of my favourite films. During half way through the movie half of us were falling asleep, so I decided to call it a night and made my way to my dorm. I quickly stepped into the bathroom and changed into my pyjamas. I heard our door go, as I came out of the bathroom. Melissa walked through the door and flopped onto the bed and turned off the lamp. I chuckled and got into bed and turned off the lamp on my side of the room and fell to sleep.

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