Chapter 9- Hell on Earth

Disclaimer- I so don't own anything, tis a shame really

Author's Note- I'm hoping to have the series of mini chapters out quickly so I can get the story moving


The summer is only half over and I am so fucking board. I can't surf, there is nowhere descent to skate and my mother is a stupid, stuck-up bitch. Her fiancé is worse; he hates me, its plane as day. I don't think Paula had told him that she had a daughter and being the religious type that he his. In fact in the month a bit I have been here, they have woken me up really early every Sunday, don't they know that Sunday is for sleeping in. I have so far refused to go and I think that is the main reason that he hates. That is until they find out I'm gay.

Paula is the main person behind the fucking anti-gay shit and all I have to say is how the hell could dad have liked her at all she is such a fucking nightmare. I miss him. Paula took me into London the other week while she went to work, so I actually had somewhere to skate, annoyingly I literally ran into this incredibly hot chick, that part didn't annoy, it was the fact that I didn't get her name or number. I don't think that has ever happened before, in fact that has never happened before. She fucking snobbed me the bitch, but by god was she hot. She has long wavy brown hair with red streaks through it, tanned skin and fucking hot abs. Not to mention her accent, oh my god, it had a slight Irish tweak to it, awesome. I wish I got her name.


thanks Kat-