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Once upon a time there was a girl
You really wouldn't call her typical
Had her own definition of cool
She lived in her own world
She had her own style her own rules
She played along like it was usual
Nobody really even knew her name
Her life was one big game
Sharada- Skye Sweetnam
"My head hurts," Karen rubbed her temples as I rolled my eyes looking towards her biting the top of my pen.
"Well you did drink heavily on a school night for what benefit? Your boyfriend and I think that you shouldn't drink for the benefit of your boyfriend and think that when you do these things you should do them for yourself and when you're considerably older." I saw Karen mouthing along with me sarcastically.
"I think that females should not give into pressure especially when it comes to the male gender as their lives are dominated by hormones." Karen said in a nasally high voice and I frowned and dropped my pen from my mouth. "I know now shut up. You tell me every time I get a hangover. Plus it's the end of the day, well almost it's last lesson, so I made it through the whole day."
"Well I wouldn't need to tell you if you would stop getting a hangover. You're fifteen and I didn't like how you portrayed me can I just point out I do not have a nasally high voice." I looked down at my paper picking up my pen I began to write as Karen dozed off. The last lesson bell rang and Ms Lens darted out of the room and Karen jolted up pressing her hands to her ears in sheer agony.
"Selene I'm leaving," Karen looked down at me as my hand flew across the page. "See ya later. Call you tonight." I smiled at my best friend as she left the room leaving me alone in the class room. I loved how she understood me; well she should, after being friends with me for around eleven years.
It's not like what I'm writing isn't interesting. I'm in debate event which means that I have to deliver my speech on the said topic and it was for tomorrow and I didn't have the time at home so I have to do it now even if it means slacking off in Music. Choosing music was a mistake what was I thinking?
Glancing at the clock my eyes widened with shock. Half four! Shit! I stuffed a pen and my piece of paper in to my blazer and packed up everything else and quickly shoved it in my school bag before flying out the room my feet lonesome in the corridor my footsteps echoing. I flung my school bag into my locker and ran to the bus stop and as I saw a bus approaching I thrust my arm out only for it to go straight past me. Great I just discovered that I'm invisible to the bus drivers trained eye. Fuck this I'm running. I ran all the way to Sainsbury's and stopped right outside only to be met with David looking my straight in my eyes. I lost.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Lewis basically cackled and I groaned. "I PICK DINNER!" He yelled for the whole town to hear.
"You stupid little boy!" I covered his mouth and passers-by stared at us. "We don't want anyone to hear! How are we related again?" Lewis ran into Sainsbury's and I followed him feeling sorry for myself. He was twelve and even smaller maturity wise still he was my brother.
"I want-"
"Please something remotely edible this time." Last time we ended up eating jars of baby food because he didn't know what it tasted like and was curious.
"No this time no more mushed peas and carrots. I want to have gingerbread men!"
"For dinner?"
"Yea,"
"Dinner?"
"Yea,"
"Fine. Go and get them then." I sighed as he ran off into the crowd. I produced my pen and paper as I worked on my speech all of a sudden this boy crashed into me. He mumbled something. "Excuse me?"
"Shawty what are you doing just standing there?" I raised my eyebrows and placed my hands on my hips taking in what he said how he said it and his southern accent.
"What did you just call me?" He opened his mouth but I stopped him by holding up a hand. "If you just called me what I think you called me then I think you're a very disgusting boy as what you said is somewhat degrading to women in my opinion and by the way you said it, you know how you said it so casually, causes me to know that you think this about women and that you are used to calling females this. I don't know where you're from (cause you obviously aren't British) but I don't think that you should be calling girls 'shawty' at all. Ever."
"I'm sorry?" The boy looked confused and I looked at his face properly. He was wearing sunglasses and had his hood up.
"Was that meant sarcastically? Cause if it was then I think you are digging yourself a hole boy a hole and I think you should stop talking right now," I saw Lewis approaching and began to speed up talking. "What are you even doing wearing sunglasses inside? Scratch that what are you doing bringing sunglasses to Hampstead? It's Britain for god's sake and if I can run here from school then you can-"
"I'm sorry for my sister really I am. She's very…." Lewis trailed off grabbing my arm but the boy just laughed.
"It's fine but she scared me," The boy laughed. "I'm Justin by the way."
"I'm Lewis and she's Selene. Can we have a second?" Lewis asked. Truly I felt I had been kicked and role reversal had occurred. Lewis was being, dare I say it, mature! So he had to pick today to be mature? "Invite Justin to dinner." Again I was metaphorically punched.
"What?" I gasped.
"Just do it Selene, you vented at him. Plus we never have anyone over."
"There is a reason for that. Wait we had mum, dad and Jake over a while ago."
"That was over six months ago Selene."
"Fine then have it your way. He can come." I turned to Justin and straightened up. "Justin would you like to have dinner with us as an apology for my outburst?" I offered. Justin hesitated and looked around him before bringing out his phone and rapidly texting a few moments later he looked up.
"Sure," Justin replied he looked in Lewis's hand which contained a pack of gingerbread men. "What we having?"
"Gingerbread men," Lewis grinned and Justin looked confused. "Who ever arrives first on Friday to Sainsbury's gets to pick dinner regardless of what they choose you have to eat it. It's our tradition!"
"Let's pay then," I scrabbled in my pocket for cash before lining up at self-checkout. In about five minutes we were outside and waiting at the bus stop but something was different. "What's with the lines of photographers?"
"Cool cameras!" Lewis exclaimed but Justin looked weary.
"Quick let's get on a bus," Justin emphasised. "Now." We all got on the bus and sat down Justin looked at me "So babe-"
"Now you're just asking for a punch. Seriously? After the shawty thing you're willing to go back there with the babe? Pull your hood down you idiot it's not that cold and it's not raining! How old are you anyway-" Lewis clapped a hand over my mouth and I rolled my eyes.
"I'm seventeen," Justin replied as the bus drew to a stop I looked out the window and realised the next stop was ours. "What about you?"
"I'm twelve and Selene is fifteen," Lewis replied as I hit the button and we got up making out way to the front of the bus and as the bus drew to a halt we filed out and me and Lewis started to walk towards the hotel the we called home. Justin looked up at the hotel then back at us.
"Are you going to walk or what?" I asked impatiently. "Cause I don't have all day." Justin walked behind me as we entered.
"Tell me more about you and Lewis," Justin said as Lewis ran with the gingerbread men to the elevator to hit the button.
"Okay, well, our last name is Hally and we are both at the same high school. We live without our parents and brother who are always working so we don't really know them that well as we've been living by ourselves for about five years now. Yeah since I was eleven." As I explained all this we walked into the elevator.
"We don't own a tv or a radio because we don't like hearing about the media and rarely enter a book store or anything like that but I do have an ipod that Sel's best friend does for us music wise but it's all girls stuff. You'll see what I mean." Lewis inputted and I rolled my eyes.
"Wow, so at school-" Justin began.
"I concentrate on my work and after school we have things to do like homework and we have to do things that our parents set for us." I replied as we walked out of the elevator.
"But we only know actors, actresses, singers and bands by name and we don't watch movies." Lewis added as I rummaged and found my key. Flinging the door open we were greeted by our home. Our penthouse suite. (Link at bottom) It opens out into the living room where pictures of my family are all hung. Immediately Justin walks up to one of the pictures as I scan we floor and finally see an envelope. I wave it around gleefully.
"Lewis! Cash has arrived," With one fingernail I glide it across the top of the envelope swiftly opening it. Peering inside I spot a letter and carelessly throw it to onside as I bring out the money and by this time Lewis is at my side.
"When did you meet the Lesters?" Justin asked as I gave half the cash to Lewis then came over to look at the photo Justin was looking at. He had removed his hoodie and sunglasses. "I recently saw Lydia Lester in her lastest movie 'Love Games' and Jake Lester released a new album didn't he? Wait you wouldn't know but he did."
"Jake did release album and he's working on his new one now," I brushed back my dark brown hair and thought about this. It was taken when I was 14 and Lewis was 9 and Jake was 16 so it was fairly recently. I was stood next to mother, who looked beautiful as normal, who had her arm wrapped around me, father, who looked really handsome, had his arm wrapped around Jake and a grip on Lewis and we all had fake smiles on our faces. The photo was so cold it made me shiver and the resemblance between me and my mother was shocking.
Justin looked at the next photo which was another one of the whole family. This time it was when I was 7, Lewis was 2 and Jake was 9. I had my arm wrapped around Jake who had his arms wrapped around Lewis and mother was kissing father on the cheek all truly happy. When we were the Hally's. "Are they your parents?"
I looked at Justin then back at the photo. "Yep, that's my family." Lewis wondered over and looked at the photo's entranced by them.
"They're the reason I can't have a tv," Lewis sighed. "Oh well, DINNER TIME!" I laughed and made my way to the kitchen grabbing my I pod from the table and placing it on the dock.
"Justin here's some icing start to pipe onto your chosen gingerbread men!" I threw icing at him as he caught it and grinned. I grabbed two gingerbread men and began to pipe my name onto them.
"Hey let's see what you have!" I peered at Justin's which was in a boring shirt and trousers. "Boring! Let me do it!"
"Fine, you do it! If you're the daughter of the Lesters then why is your last name Hally?" I piped carefully as 'Someone Like You' by Adel turned on.
"I heard that your're settled down. That you found a girl and your married now. Well, Hally was originally my families last name but they changed it when they started out so that me, Jake and Lewis could choose to live a normal life." I explained biting the top of my gingerbread man off. "But, of course, normality was not enough for Jake so he became a singer as he had no ability to act."
"Why did you choose normality?" Justin asked and I looked at him.
"Why wouldn't I? I would hate to be famous," I sighed and looked down at the gingerbread man which now looked like a girl version of Harry Potter. "Cameras, the constant photo shoots, the everything! Anything you wanna admit to me since we're telling our life stories. Are you famous cause I'm a media loser remember?"
"I'm Justin Bieber," Justin replied looking at my face for a reaction that didn't occur. "You know Baby, One Time, etc," I shrugged.
"Okay, I've heard girls at my school talk about you," Non-stop I would add but I didn't really want to inflate his ego. "Anything else?"
"My mom's called Pattie and my parents divorced and I'm from Canada," Justin began to rattle off as I just nodded wondering where Lewis had got to. "I'm more interested in you about you?"
"Well you know my parents of course. My aunt sometimes stops by because mother wants her to and stuff. No one at school knows about my parents and brother although some say I look like mother, 'cause I have dark brown hair and her face shape, but are thrown off by the fact I have my father's green eyes. Lewis is just like my dad dirty blond hair and green eyes. Of course you know that Jake has dirty blond hair but my mother's brown eyes. My aunt calls us 'the children they will never know' cause we don't intend to be famous but my mother insists that we take acting classes. Most girls at school have pictures of my brother in their locker and enthuse about how fit he is which I find creepy and odd." I stopped speaking and smiled. "I'm a loser to be honest. I have one friend."
Justin bit the top of his gingerbread man and then his phone vibrated. He glanced down at the text and his eyes widened springing up off the sofa he smiled at me. "I have to go but can I have your number,"
"Sure," We exchanged numbers and he left the penthouse. "Lewis LETTER!" I grabbed the letter I previously tossed aside and charged into the living room. "Letter!" Lewis looked up from piping his gingerbread man and his script lines before looking at me.
"Read it," Lewis brushed his script onto the floor so I could sit down but I narrowed my eyes and he rolled his. "Please,"
"That's more like it! Doesn't take much," I waved the letter about before sitting down and clearing my throat. "Dear Sel and Lew, my lastest movie is shooting in India, I'm really excited and your father says he can smell another Oscar! Speaking of your father he just directed a new film which included a cameo for your brother and this could mean a breakout for the film industry. Isn't it exciting! Enclosed is a picture of me and your father at our home in LA." I looked at the picture their smiles radiant and wide before passing the photo to Lewis. "P.S Jake is promoting an album in the UK so he'll be stopping by. Just letting you know. Love you forever mother and father." I passed the letter to Lewis before locating the Polaroid camera.
"Why do they feel the need to sign it?" Asked Lewis as I set the camera up to take our photo.
"I have no idea. I guess they've got use to it," I pulled Lewis up. "Come on photo time." I am by Hilary Duff flooded into the room as we smiled into the camera pretending not to care that they weren't here because that's what they were doing but in reality my heart was slowly breaking . "I am special I am beautiful I am wonderful and powerful unstoppable,"
I wrote the letter and licked the envelope sealing the photo and letter inside stamped and ready to be sent.
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