Cassie Mayfair In: Blue-Roses Are For Divas!

Monday 10th July

Grey skies

My bedroom

6am

I know mum only woke me up extra early this morning so that a) She could annoy me and. b) so that she could choose what I was going to be wearing. She said she wanted me to make a good impression on my first day. I said “first day, Mum this ain’t no job. She said that all in all she wants me, how she wants me to look. So I should “shut up!” I gave her the sneakiest dirty look I could. Mum and Steve, have this theory that im dressing up a bit too much these days and I really have no idea what they’re talking about. I mean I only mostly wear T-shirts and when I do mum always complains when I put a tie in it at the back. I try telling her it’s the style but obviously she wouldn’t know seeing as her sense of style (disappeared when she met dad) but I won’t even go there.

But never the less at least im up (because I know I wouldn’t have got up on my own) im useless at doing stuff like that. Which includes being organised, making deadlines and stuff like that (usual).

Getting lighter out side

Sitting room

7:30am

Mum’s been ringing the cleaning ladies to come round since 5 o’clock. When she finally got through to “(Hi call me Ama)” she and had it on loud speaker. So that I had the pleasure of hearing all of what I think was the sweet sound of “(Call me Ama)” telling mum exactly what she thought of this surprise call. As well as saying every Spanish swear words under the sun (thanks mum). I didn’t say that though as she’d probably clip me ear. I really don’t understand why mum can’t just do the cleaning her self. Its not like anything’s allowed to be touched in our house. Our house has two kitchens, two sitting rooms and four bedrooms. One sitting room is for viewing and special guests only and the other, which she calls “The sty”, is for me (of course). This room is full of many wonderful things such as crisp packets, the lovely aroma of beer (I think I sniffed yesterday and we even have our own official rare type moss growing behind the armchair. Mum says I can do I want in here as long as we never step foot in the “V.I.P room”. My mum really spoils me.

Dark again, but only cuz im on a train, aha ha.

Sitting extremely still

On Victoria line

08:00am

Been looking at all the adverts, across the seats. I wrote down a few to make it look like I was occupied with something. As some weird guy keeps giving me evils and it’s freaking me out. I ‘m considering changing seats when I get to oxford circus.

Still on the “line Vicky”

Changed seats, now closer to doors

08:08am

The freaky guy got off the train and starting saying something to me (!) He then saw me looking to see if was gone and put up the hot finger at me. I feel this journey is getting better and better. I wonder what we’ll be doing at this summer school thing anyway’s. I only signed up for it because they said you’d get a job at the end of it. Which in my mind I only heard (kA-ching! ching-ching!) aha.

Getting off the train…

The relief of seeing daylight is unspeakable…oh no its not, its just a relief.

Waiting at the bus-stop

Hungary…

Still early, for summer school

08:15

Just thinking about, whether I’ll actually know anyone at the school (this is soo worrying…) Mum practically forced this on me, she knew once I got her to sign it I’d have to go because then its practically a waste of a signature. And now I basically here so the plan has to go on, William and Tess said they’ll be coming but they’ve been let downs recently.

Outside the summer school

Way too early…

08:30am

Well as you can tell in here now the famous summer school or The Bright learners institute of summer schools as they so boldly advertise on the purple banner. (B.L.I.S.S for short), is what I’ll be calling it. I mean if anyone asks me what school I at for the summer by the time I start saying “ I go to the bright learners…” they’ll have walked away thinking I was giving a life story. Yes I think by saying “Bliss” they’ll think it was something interesting and actually want to here what it stands for. I’m soo clever sometimes.

08:45am

Some more people are arriving (that I still don’t know) Where is Tess, she said she’d meet me around 08:40 or something. Theres a weird girl who keeps smiling at me every now and then, not sure why but may be she’s just trying to make friends or something.

09:10am

Everyone was told to wait in the (Bliss) canteen, and was told that someone called Jerry would be along with us shortly. Phoned Tess to find out where she was.

“Tess, where are you, my darling. I’m at the bliss.

“What? You’re where?”

“I’m at the summer school, you are coming, right?”

“Um, you see, about that. I er…forgot, to tell my mum.”

“Tessina, you stupid girl, how could you leave me to go it alone. I …and…you promised me. So did William, where is he anyway?”

“Well I never actually said I would definitely come along, neither did William, I think. “Look you just need to…”

I put the phone down on her, I don’t have credit to waste on rubbish and the silly people who allow it to flow out they’re mouths (not mentioning names). Tess. Sorry couldn’t help it.

CONTINUES ON FRIDAY!

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