I didn't wake up until Harry started banging on my door telling me it's 20 to 9.
I hadn't slept much that night. Bet you can guess the reason for that.
I quickly get dressed and pack my bag. Shove some food down my throat and by that point Sam and Harry had both left.
I guess I'm walking.
I walk half way there when I check my watch, 9: 50.
What, how is that possible. There's no point going to school know and the train station is just across the road.
I caught the train to the place were I had been the day before except this time I just decided to saunter around.
The place was, well, it's not the safest looking place in the world but hey, some ones gotta live there.
I walk up to a building with a big phoenix spray painted onto one side. I can here a bunch of yelling and crashing coming from inside.
I decide to check it out. I walk in and I see a scruffy looking guy threatening a woman with a knife.
I don't know what propelled me in to immediate action but when I find out I'm gonna punch it in the mouth so hard it's gonna be pooping it's teeth out for weeks.
I grabbed the knife out of the guys hand by the sharp end (smart right) looking into his eyes before leaving, knife in [bloody] hand.
…WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!
I sat on a bench and cleaned my wound.
The cut was fairly deep and I didn't have a big enough bandage to cover it.
I went to the nearest doctor's to get it fixed up.
The doctor didn't look to fazed by this and didn't ask to many questions.
He bandaged it up and told me it will be healed in about three weeks.
I still have the knife but what the hell am I supposed to do with it now. I can't take it home. If Mr and Mrs Brown found this, what would they think. And Dave, what if he got word of this. I'd be out on the streets.
I walk around some more till I find a park.
I sit on the swings and re-cap on everything that has happened to me so far.
One, I recognise the guy from Dave's office.
Two, I recognise the guy who tried to rob us and he gave us all the stuff he had stolen, weird.
Three, I recognise Fitz whom I had never seen in my whole entire life.
Four, the guy from Dave's office is Harry's friend and five, I take a knife out of a random and a very scary guy's hand whilst he's threatening someone with it.
Right, my life could not get any weirder.
Time flies and I end up day dreaming about a time when none and I mean NONE of anything that has happened, well, happened.
A time when it wasn't this complicated.
I swear, at that moment I fell asleep or went into some trance cos I found myself sprawled across the ground looking like a spaz.
A couple people stared but that was about it, not the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me so far.
My phone alerted me that I had a new text from Harry:
Harry: Where are you? You weren't at school today. Mum's gonna get pissed!
I check the time, 3:30, great. I catch the train back to the better parts of London.