Chapter 17

Life at the Abdul's went like this. Woke up at around four am to groom and race the horses as well as to clean the stables. The whole family did a chore together. This whole family ran on horses, even if dad's income provided way more than enough.

On the first day I was here dad came clean about why I was here. Because of that, I quickly became Irene Abdul. With constant help from Cleo and Nefera, when we weren't racing horses, they were quizzing me about family history.

Together we sorted my wardrobe, accent and walk. I loved being part of this family. They put up with all my antics. I went through boys like Nafera drank her espresso's. It was actually pretty fun, toying with their hearts. When your fourteen you don't love a guy you like him. They couldn't get that through their thick skulls.

I missed stuff about home with Josh. This is the first time in a while that I thought about him. I wear my Scorpio necklace as a sign of what I've become. My favourite of all my wardrobe is my hacker bracelet that Scorpio got from my house and mailed to me.

I wear that as a sign of what I was. Moreover, it was convenient to add some money into my pocket, straight from the ATM.

Today was the last of my stay here. They were driving me to Cairo. The whole family came with. I ate my burger for supper with no manners what's so ever. At heart, I'm still an SA girl who nearly dies without her fix of red meat.

I slip into the character of Irene Abdul. I slept for three hours, a new personal record for me. The morning looks promising as I wake up at a five star hotel. It's late ten o clock. I can hear my parents concerned voices, talking to a strangling ruff one.

I quickly brush my teeth, skip a shower and get dressed to go the gym. I'm wearing black shorts with a neon green sports bra. My Nike trainers are the latest in long distance running. I nod in acknowledgment to my parents and the most muscular woman I have ever seen. I force my lips not to curl at the cigarette she's smoking.

I grab my bottle and head out to the gym. I get on the first treadmill that's free and start running in tune to the music coming from my iPod.

My mouth runs dry when I see his there. The boy I kissed on my first day in Egypt. He walks straight to the treadmill that's next to me. he smiles and I feel like a thousand suns.

Irene Abdul would not care about this one bit, meanwhile Annabelle Dimitriv remembers the way his muscles curved perfectly fitting her body.

"Tom Harris," he introduces himself as.

"Irene Abdul,"

He isn't trying to buff up he's just another kid running. I take a peak and notice his eyes are now blue.

"Your eyes they're different," I say

"Haven't you heard of contacts?" he asked

I didn't say anything afterwards, but let him lead me to a corner and slowly cover me with kisses.

I think I like him. But we can never be. I'm not going to put more people in danger.

"I'm sorry, but this can never happen again," I say as I try to push him off.

"I, know so let me enjoy you now," he says and then bites down to leave his mark on me.

I'm back in my room. Packing the little stuff, I took out during the night. In thirty minutes I leave for Pionte Blanc.

Miss Stellenbosch gives me a hideous smile as she tells me to say bye to my parents and sisters. I give each of them an impersonal hug. My eyes on the other hand tell another story. My mom kisses me one last time on the cheek and I drive with this woman to Cairo International Airport. Where her helicopter is.

Yay, I can't wait to go back to school.

A/N: Sorry of changing Tom's description. It was by accident and I only realised it today. Thank you for reading and remember that I don't mind flames