chapter 4

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Eirin's pov

The first week hasn't been too rough, not as rough as it was on my first day.

Yea... not like Monday.

But...

Tomorrow is Maya's party...

That I'm apperently going to.

Every day this week has been the same really.

go to school,

do the work,

eat,

repeat.

Not as much drama because I'm pretty settled now.

I mean sorta.

sorta settled.

Eli has been a big help all week,

Telling me that I can do this and make it through only 2 and a half more years.

I don't believe him but... I'll try.

Ya know,

That kid is starting to really get close to me...

Not like that.

He is trying to know about my past.

I won't tell.

I don't think I'll have the courage to.

Ever.

My past is dark.

Extremly dark.

Nobody wants to hear it.

I know that for a fact.

"Eirin?" Blake snaps his fingers in my face.

God dammit.

He always makes me lose my train of thought.

I snap out of my thoughts.

"The fuck you want?"

He chuckles.

"Get up, dollface. We have one more day until the weekend starts. So get your ass up. I swear, you can stare at a wall without blinking for days."

I groan and let myself up after sitting lazily on my bed side.

He leaves, closing my door and leaving me to get dressed.

But first shower.

Blah Blah Blah,

Wash my hair,

Blah Blah,

My body.

You get it.

After hopping out of the shower and brushing my teeth,

I look in my closet, for something a little more fun.

More fun the my usual.

Nothing.

I just grab a pair of black ripped jeans and a deep blue sweater.

Some black and white vans to top it off.

I put my hair into a messy bun after blow drying it.

Light mascara, nude lips.

I look at myself in the full body mirror.

Fuck.

I look like I just got out of a mental instatute.

I probably did.

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