Two weeks later, I was discharged from the hospital with a 'lamp shade' around my head, and tomorrow was Monday, which meant school.
It's good and bad:
Good-ill get to see Harry
Bad-I'm going to school with a lamp shade around my neck!
I'll just have to stick with Harry, he is in all of my Monday lessons, so hopefully I will be fine; and he can explain to me what happened after Luke had crushed my bones!
"Amber, I think you should have a big meal then go to bed, school tomorrow remember?" my mum prompted me, so I grabbed a digestive biscuit and told her I wasn't that hungry and went to my room. It seemed like years I haven't been in here, my silk bed covers neatly done over the bed, my floor clothes less [i usually take my clothes off at the end of the day and drop them on the floor], and Marge the maid had opened the curtains for me.
I gently closed them and the screech of the metal sent a shiver down my spine, I got changed into my 99% turquoise silk pyjamas my Nan bought me last Christmas and settled down in my bed, reading my kindle.
I can't wait for tomorrow, I can finally see Harry again!
I finished my book an eventually drifted off to sleep, to be waken 12hrs later by a streak of light pouring through the window.
'Harry' was the first thought that came into my head.
I had a shower, got changed and did my hair all cute and special for my reintroduction to 'school life.'
As i pitched up in the school gates, my eyes skimmed the yard for dirty blonde hair, deep eyes and someone who was very trendy when he can be! Harry. I couldn't see him anywhere, maybe he was ill?
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