Harriet Turner
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Harri had recieved a very confusing letter from her dad the other day and after reading it through she had decided that during the christmas holidays she would spend most of her time with Tommy in an attempt to cheer him up about his mum.
The fact her dad was dating again was kind of weird for her, especially as it was one of her mums friends. If Harri remembered right her and Masie had never really got on, she reminded her of a snobbier version of her mum. Which was definatly a bad thing, but she would give her a go for her dads sake.
And then there was the fact that she couldn't seem to stop thinking about Alex, through all this mixed up stuff going on in her life she only had to think of him and smile, which she guessed probably wasn't a good thing. He was two years older then her which wasn't so much of a problem for her but she had a feeling it would be for him. Plus the fact she knew he would never like her, she doubted anyone would. As she climbed the steps to the north tower in a pair of denim shorts a polo top and a cardigan these thoughts ran through her head, the steady sound of her convereses hitting the floor was the beat to these thoughts. Once she reached the top she sat on the window sill looking out, her eyes glazed over but a smile on her face.
The fact her dad was dating again was kind of weird for her, especially as it was one of her mums friends. If Harri remembered right her and Masie had never really got on, she reminded her of a snobbier version of her mum. Which was definatly a bad thing, but she would give her a go for her dads sake.
And then there was the fact that she couldn't seem to stop thinking about Alex, through all this mixed up stuff going on in her life she only had to think of him and smile, which she guessed probably wasn't a good thing. He was two years older then her which wasn't so much of a problem for her but she had a feeling it would be for him. Plus the fact she knew he would never like her, she doubted anyone would. As she climbed the steps to the north tower in a pair of denim shorts a polo top and a cardigan these thoughts ran through her head, the steady sound of her convereses hitting the floor was the beat to these thoughts. Once she reached the top she sat on the window sill looking out, her eyes glazed over but a smile on her face.