Liam again

Over the next few weeks, I became a real part of the dumping ground. I had made friends (and enemies) and people really seemed to like me. I was having a great time, even though I felt a bit guilty about gaining so much out of mam's death. I spent a lot of time with Rick and Frank, but I also liked to spend time with Faith and Tyler. It was great.

A couple of days after I arrived, Elektra cornered me again. She seemed to have gotten over my mystery knowledge and she decided to mean again. I had already told Rick about Liam, but he had said that I shouldn't tell Elektra so that we could savour her reactions for as long as possible. Anyway, Elektra didn't like the fact that people didn't hate me, and she squared up to me after breakfast. She said something about me being weak and hiding behind other people, I dunno. She picked up a juice jug and made to pour it over me. Luckily, I have good reflexes, and I hooked my leg and whacked the back of her knees, making her fall over backwards and pour juice all over herself. That was a pretty good moment. She hasn't bothered me much recently…

I went out training most days. The nationals were approaching fast, and I needed to be on top form. The coach of the team had said that I could pull out if I needed to, but I simply asked how moving to the house of your dreams can affect your playing. He was speechless. At school, lots of people have been treating me differently. It was announced in my form that my mam had died, and that I was going into care. Loads of people came up to be and asked how I was, and clearly thought I was lying when I said that I was fine.

The weirdest (and most awkward) think that's happened since I moved to the house was that I bumped into Liam in the shops while I was buying dairy free food for myself. I have to cook my own meals, because all of Gina's recipes include milk. Anyway, it was more like he bumped into me. He looked as though he was about to apologize and run off, but he saw that it was me and his face fell.

I could see the guilt in his eyes and I could feel an awkward moment coming. He asked how I was and I said that I was fine. He said that he was sorry for ignoring me and I said that it was fine. I think it was probably around then when I realized that he didn't know about mam. He didn't know that I was living in the house that he used to live in, or that I was making friends with all of the people that he had left behind.

When I asked him about life with Jack, he just shrugged. It didn't look like he was enjoying himself too much, and I certainly hadn't seen him running away from angry victims of his crimes recently. I wondered what was going on, but I decided not to ask. I said that I had to get going, and we parted ways. The meeting made me feel worse. I had never not been able to talk to Liam. He had always been my best friend, but now it was like we were two kids at a party that had been forced to talk to each other by our parents.

I got out of the shop and went to the cinema with Rick and Faith. We finished the film, and my mind had finally wondered away from Liam. I turned my phone back on, and there were 15 messages from Liam. I read through them and I was shocked. He was grovelling. There were things like "I will never be sorry enough for leaving you at that hard time in your life" and "Please accept my wholehearted apology". To be honest it was all I could do to stop myself from laughing. I texted him back and we arranged to meet up.

That time it was better. We talked for hours, and then we went to a café for lunch. We caught up, and he almost chocked when I finally told him that I'd moved to the dumping ground. Then we both burst out laughing. Finally, I had my best friend back. I went back to the dumping ground, where I was struck with immense guilt. We hadn't talked about Frank. We had said everything that we could think of, and Frank didn't come up once.

I knew that Frank was Liam's other best friend and I hoped that they had made up to. They hadn't. I talked to Frank, and he looked disappointed but said that he was happy we were friends again. The he switched his music back on, and I left the room.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading guys! Ideas about what could happen next would be nice, because I don't have too many myself. Please review and be nice