7 years ago.
I had come to the realisation that sharing a house with three boys, well and truly sucked, I had half an hour before I had to leave to go to school. It was my first day of high-school and if they made me late, I was going to kill them, metaphorically speaking of course, although I was tempted.
I needed to get in the bathroom, like yesterday, I didn’t know which idiot was in there and I didn’t care. They needed to get out now.
“Hurry up and get out. I need to use the bathroom you selfish arsehole,” I yelled, pounding my fist on the door.
“Since you’ve called me an arsehole I’m going to take longer. Oh, and I’m telling mum you swore,” I could hear the smug smile in Josh’s voice. Have I ever told you how evil my twin brothers were? Well they were.
“You grass,” I screamed. “You tell mum I swore, and I’ll tell her that it was you who took the fiver out of her purse,” the bathroom door swung open.
“You wouldn’t,” he snarled. I pushed him out of my way and stepped in to the bathroom.
“Oh, but I would,” I slammed the door on his ready to kill me face, they may be evil, but I was a force to be reckoned with.
I finished up in the shower and dried myself off. I dressed in my school uniform which consisted of, black tight legged trousers, a white shirt, a black blazer with the school’s logo on, to go over the top of my white shirt.
I threw my auburn waves into a messy bun on top of my head, not having the time to do much else, I put a couple coats of mascara on my lashes bringing the contrast out in my blue-green eyes.
“Mum do you know where my school bag is?” I said entering the kitchen.
“Good morning to you too sweetheart,” she shook her head. “It’s by the door, with everything you need already in it” Mum was always taking such great care of us and keeping us in line. “You sure you don’t want me to walk you to school on your first day?”
“Mum,” I sighed. “I’m not a baby I’ll be fine,” I grabbed her in a quick hug. “Plus, I’m meeting Elaine at the end of the street.”
“Fine,” she admitted defeat. “Please text me when you get there, your brothers left about ten minutes ago to meet Kaden,” why did she have to go and mention him for, I couldn’t seem to get rid of him, I put up with him enough during the six weeks holiday and now I had to attend the same school as him.
Mum rambled on about being careful and to behave in all my classes, what she didn’t seem to realise was, I wasn’t my brothers, I wanted to learn something when attending school.
“Ok, mum I get it,” I inwardly rolled my eyes. “I’m going to go now, your making me late” I opened the front door and shouted over my shoulder. “Have a good day at work.”
“Don’t forget to text me when you get there,” this time I did roll my eyes. “Love you Eva.”
“Love you to mum,” I chuckled, shaking my head.
I spotted Elaine at the end of the road, she saw me and waved enthusiastically.
“Ready for the big day?” I asked, reaching her.
“Yep,” she beamed. “Born ready, not going to lie though I’m a bit nervous, but that’s natural, right?”
“It is, I feel the same, it’s kinder nerves mixed with excitement you know.”
“Yeah I know what you mean. Where’s your brothers? Thought they would walk with us being as it’s your first day.”
“Argh,” I groaned. “I’m glad those pig heads aren’t with us, I’ve had to spend day in and day out with them all summer, they’re getting on my nerves.”
“What did they do this morning then?” she laughed.
“What didn’t they do,” I sighed, “they do a lot of things that annoy me, but then again nothing new”
We walked the rest of the way in comfortable silence. Reaching the gates of Blakeney high, I took a few calming breaths, before entering.
Elaine and I had our timetables sent through the post. We were lucky enough to be put in the same form room, we had a few classes together, but we were prepared to be separated, although it sucked, not being able to be with your best friend, I was worried we might grow apart, once meeting new people, I was sure it wouldn’t happen, at least I hoped not, I had known Elaine all my life, the thought of us growing apart was a kick to my stomach.
We finally located our form room, we sat at the back of the classroom in the far corner, out of the way.
The teacher came in and introduced himself as Mr smith, he informed us that he shall be our form tutor throughout our high-school years, so we would be getting well acquainted with one another, he seemed pleasant enough.
I could almost smell the nerves and fears of other students in the room. Legs were bouncing, hands were sweating, and the room was eerie silent, I shouldn’t be surprised it was a huge change for us all, high-school was scary and daunting, but we would get through it. It couldn’t be that bad. At least I hoped not.