Summer. Everyone loved the summer season due to the hot weather, BBQs, ice cream and holidays. Oh, the holidays! But being in year 11 made the summer a hundred times better as instead of having six weeks off you had twelve weeks. A small house stood at the end of a run-down looking street. The outside of the house was a grey colour, with three windows show casing the busy street. The white door was accompanied by a black step whilst the white car stood parked next door to the house which was big enough for three. The young girl in the house was seventeen with porcelain skin, greenish brown eyes and long blackish brown hair which cascaded to her mid-back. She was the only seventeen-year-old in year 11 due to her missing so much school because her dad kept getting promotions from his office job.
Summer. Summer was everyone's favourite season due to the hot weather and the fact that children have six weeks away from school but for year eleven they get twelve weeks. The assembly hall was packed with eight rows of students sat at desks turning pages, scribbling down answers or just sitting and waiting for their exam to be over. One girl, with porcelain skin, brownish green eyes and long mid-back long blackish brown hair, sat at the end of the fourth row labelled 'D' with her head down scribbling down some random answer to the page of questions in front of her. She wore a black vest which was covered by a thin flowy cream cardigan with floral patterns, a pair of denim shorts and a pair of brown heeled ankle boots.
The clock kept ticking, some students continued to write whilst others dropped their pens and sat facing the clock whilst using their hand as a fan. The porcelain girl dropped her pen on her desk and sat back whilst wishing for the time to speed up so she could escape school ASAP. She was the only girl in year eleven to be seventeen because she missed a lot of school, due to her dad getting promotions from the office, so she had to be held back but she didn't complain as she knew if she took them when they were moving she would have failed.
The exam officials walked to the front of the room and watched the hand move slowly towards the quarter-past mark. After what felt like an eternity to most students, the officials informed everyone to stop writing and that the papers are being collected. Once all papers were collected, the rows of students were dispensed one by one. Row 'D' now left. "Avery!" a young blonde, blue eyed girl called. Avery, the porcelain girl, ran over with her bag strapped to her shoulder. "Rose, how did it go?" she asked as they began walking to the office. "Horrible!" she exclaimed with a sad expression, Avery giggled at her overly dramatic friend. Shaking her head she piped up again, "So we meeting tomorrow at Henry's yes?" she asked and her friend Rose nodded her head.
After receiving the document that said she could leave, Avery exited the school only to see her dad was waiting for her with a cigarette between his fingers. A smile grew on her face as she into his arms, a chuckle leaving his lips. "How did you do kiddo?" he asked puffing the smoke out. "I think I did the best I could" she winked and climbed into the car. Stamping on his cigarette her dad, George, climbed into the driving seat. He was in his grey suit trousers, suit jacket, white shirt and grey tie, his eyes ocean blue which matched his now messy dirty blonde hair. Avery looked out the window, the sun slightly blinding her but she was still happy that she was out of that 'hell house' that people called school.
"Guess what" George spoke up, Avery's eyes focusing on her father, "what?" she giggled shrugging. George simply rolled his eyes and nudge her slightly, "a celebratory dinner" he smiled at her shocked expression. "What? Why?" she asked leaning against the car door, she didn't deserve it in her eyes but in her parent's eyes she done so much and they knew just how much she wanted to pass. "Nanny and grandad are coming too" he smiled as he pulled into the parking section next to the family house.
It was small, yes, but it was big enough for the three of them. It was a greyish brown colour with three windows, one downstairs and two upstairs, show casing the road outside. The step to the white door was black with two bunches of pink tulips growing out of them. Entering the house, Avery was met by her mother in a huge embrace. "Baby well done!" she cheered to which Avery replied with a simple but effective "shhh". Her mother was very much like Avery the only difference was that her mother's hair was in fact black and her skin was tanned.
Evening fell, the air however was still hot so Avery wore a black skater skirt, with a black vest top, denim jacket and high tops. The Roberts family, were sat at a booked table in Toby's Carvery. Avery had roast chicken, mash, broccoli and a Yorkshire pudding. She hadn't once stopped smiling since she was allowed to leave school because her exams were finished.
"Still up for going to Italy?" her grandpa asked taking a bite of his roast potato. "Oh yes dad", her mum began, "it will be Avery's first time going abroad and she's been looking forward to it ever since". Avery nodded sipping on her glass of coke, she had never been abroad before she had only ever been to places in England, nowhere else so this would be a big step. The night was full of chit-chat, eating and drinking, however the conversation turned to Italy as well as preparations, her grandparents offered to drive them to the airport so they wouldn't have to worry about their car.