Soon enough, the weekend came. Thank god. I was more than happy to be back home and so was my family. I jumped onto my big, warm bed. I missed it so much. It was so comfortable, unlike the beds at Bloors.
I hung out with my old friends. They seemed more than happy to see me again. We sat on the roundabout, and caught up on old times. We chatted and laughed uncontrollably, with other people looking at us like we all belonged in a mental hospital, which was kind of true. We were all mentally insane. If we were sent to one, we'd all stick together, no matter what. But I had forgotten how to laugh, and had lost my insanity, which I loved and enjoyed very much. The roundabout was spinning at a slow pace. I looked at my best friend, Natalie. Our eyes locked, as we both smiled at the same time. We were like sisters. Nothing could break us apart. She was the dangerous, insane and perky one, yet she was also caring and loving and would do anything for me, just like I would do anything for her. Hell, we would murder someone for each other! I would miss her when I had to leave for Bloors again. I hoped she eventually wouldn't forget me, because I sure as hell wouldn't have forgotten her in a million years.
Dinner was delicious. I had also missed the meals my mother cooked. Why couldn't Bloors hire her as a cook? We hardly got to eat from all the excited chatter. A few of my old friends had come to join us for dinner so it was quite a full house.
I went up to my bedroom and lay on the soft bed for a few minutes, when I heard a light knock on my door.
"Come in."
The door creaked open to reveal a small girl standing in the doorway. I sat up and leant against the headboard.
"Amie?" Amie walked towards me and sat at the end of my bed.
"Hey, just wanted to see you again, since you're going tomorrow." Amie was only 11 years old, but she was quite mature for her age and understood nearly everything hat ever happened. We were very close and rarely ever argued.
"Urgh, don't remind me!" I groaned as Amie chuckled softly.
"I'll miss you," She said with a sad look on her face.
"I'll miss you too, and mum."
We both sat in the silence, which, for once, wasn't awkward.
"So, how are things going at Bloors?" Amie asked.
"Alright, I guess. I miss home."
Amie's smile grew wider. I knew what was coming next.
"Did you meet anyone?" I blushed ferociously while she burst out laughing.
"Well of course I meet people." This made her laugh even harder and soon enough I was beside her laughing as well.
"But did you meet any…guys?" She asked when the laughing had died down.
"Should I even be talking to you about this?"
Amie was about to reply when the door opened and my mother casually walked in and sat down on the bed next to Amie.
"What's this about boys? Is there something your not telling me? Have you got a boyfriend?" She mockingly asked. They just love embarrassing me don't they?
"Mum!" I whined.
"Okay, okay." She said grinning like a complete maniac. I hate it when she did that. You never know what she was going to do with that grin on her face. Usually I resulted into embarrassing me.
"So, you didn't answer my question." She said quietly, but loud enough to hear.
"Mum!" I whined again, "No I don't have a boyfriend!"
Amie and mum were clutching their stomachs and…well…ROFLing.
"You guys are so immature!" I yelled. I sighed, as they laughed harder and complaining that their sides hurt from laughing.
"Well I need to go to sleep now for tomorrow." I told them. They stopped laughing after a while and got up from the wooden floor, slowly walking to the door.
"Come on mum, she needs her beauty sleep tomorrow…for her boyfriend" Amie said.
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her. Unfortunately she ducked just in time and it landed with a soft thud right next to her. Once the door closed I started to laugh, but really quietly. Mum and Amie were so…annoying sometimes, but I loved them and I would miss them all week. I sighed as I changed into my pyjamas and jumped into bed. It didn't take me as long to fall asleep as it did at Bloors, so I had a peaceful night's sleep. I wished I wouldn't have to wake up and go to school. I was already dreading tomorrow. I had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen tomorrow and I didn't like it.