I still don't know who it was, but it doesn't really matter now.
Two weeks and I can move out! Two weeks and I turn super-sweet sixteen and move into my OWN place. Huzzah!
Don't think that I hate Danny or anything.
Cause I don't.
I like living with him, but I just can't wait to get out of here!
Living with him is like living with a big brother who's also your best friend and your uncle.
We've had so much fun over the past eight years. (Hardly feels like eight years.)
The second day when we decorated my room, we ended up having a paint fight after Danny dropped a load of paint in my hair. Then we ordered pizza and built a tent out the ruined bed sheets we'd used as paint cloths and ate the pizza in there.
Happiest day of my childhood. Well, up to that day really.
I loved living there until I was about twelve. Danny is basically a big child and while I was still a child it was great. Junk food, play fights, late nights…..it was brilliant!
I loved it when I had to go on tour with them. I still wasn't in mainstream school so I had a tutor with me and I didn't miss much. I thought it'd be the most awful experience ever but I had so much fun. I was a really experienced roadie by the end of it, I'd spent so much time lugging equipment around. And I got a ton of free stuff but most of all it was like going on holiday for two and a half months with other children. (Something I'd never experienced.) I enjoyed it so much I spent every year afterwards begging to be allowed to come again, and they didn't let me until last tour which was April of this year.
I liked it because I was the baby. The infanta, if you like. Everyone loved me, when I was a child. I was this little kid with massive plaits and grazes on my elbows running along smiling. Now I'm all grown up so I don't get the same treatment I did when I was Felicity. Now I'm Fel, the serious teenager with the black bob and can't stand being around men who behave like children. Yes they're like family but it's very infuriating. Loved it when I was small, listening to things I shouldn't hear and joining in the stupid games. Now I roll my eyes and ignore them.
It's bad enough when I get dropped off for school.
I remember my first day. It was my first ever day at school, because my old dad hired a governess for me. So I was pretty nervous anyway when we rolled up and it just scared me even more when Danny led me to the reception and everyone stopped and stared at us. Just stared. I would have been fine with any screaming (I'd gotten used to it) but the silence drove me mad with fear. I thought they didn't like me.
No. They loved me. I was their pet celebrity. But I made some good friends and I found what it was like to be with people my own age which was strange for me.
Then from nine to twelve my life settled into a routine. (Apart from winning Teen Inspiration the first Christmas at Danny's which was weird- I opened the first present and instead of anything I wanted it was a large plaque with my name on it.)
I did a lot around the flat. I did a lot of cleaning and the such but we had a lot of fun. Danny is a big child as I've said before so whilst I was a child it was great.
But he would never tell me anything about my mother.
I had her jewellery box, which was full of faded memories and I Wikipedia-ed her so I knew she was a model and a good one but other than that, zippo. She was only twenty-two when she had me, and twenty nine when she meant Danny. I know nothing of her life really.
I should have asked Gran but she died when I was ten, before I wanted to ask her anything. I wanted to ask if mum was good at dancing because I'm a good dancer. I wanted to know her teenage years were like, seeing as how she was 'discovered' at thirteen.
This all happened when I was twelve. As soon as I reached twelve I completely changed. Puberty I suppose. I suddenly decided I no longer wanted to be treated like the baby of the band. I wanted to be someone on my own. So I had my plaits cut, got into make up and boys and things like that.
Danny did not know what hit him. He could cope with small child but not teenage girl. He hated me screaming at him all the time that he couldn't grow up and that I hated him and everything like that. He couldn't cope.
He almost had a heart attack when I was Bombalurina in my school's production of CATS. (He tried to send me to some boarding school but I had a hissy fit and refused to go.) Everyone knows how much she flirts with Rum Tum Tugger during his song. I'm guessing that Danny didn't. he also had a fit when the guy who played Rum Tum Tugger was the fist one I brought home. He decided he didn't like him. Big surprise. He also said he didn't like me being a dancer. More arguments.
Lucky for him at thirteen and a half I decided I didn't want to be a dancer anymore. As in a career, I mean. I still love dancing!
Not because Danny didn't want me to be.
At thirteen, one rainy day when I was walking home from school because Danny couldn't pick me up, I was discovered just like my mother before me.
I'm leaving to become a model!
A/N: I know it's a bit brief but more about teenaged 'Fel' will be revealed and more memories from her childhood and one band member discovers her secret career before she moves out and plans to tell Danny.
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