Running Around In Circles

The rain trickled down from the sky it was Britain after all what was I expecting. I zipped up my classic red and black hoodie, something you could never get me out of and hopped in to my mum’s car. I was meeting Aaron in town today. Why? I don’t know. It was raining and I felt like I was about to pass out. Thanks anxiety.

Finally I made it towards town. I had to meet him at the town centre entrance. Millions of questions raced through my mind. What if he brought people? Of course he would it’s Aaron. How busy will it be? What if my phone goes off? What if I trip? What if…?

My trace of thought was cut short by my mum pulling up in to one of the remaining parking spaces on the rooftop car park.

“Have fun!” My mum screeched out from the car. It was ironic really how I couldn’t even hold a conversation with someone who has been cutting my hair for the last 14 years but she could talk to anyone about anything.

I raced down the six flights of stairs hoping I wouldn't fall into anyone. Finally I made it to the last step spotting Aaron right away. I pulled out a cigarette placing it gently on my lips, set it alight and walked over towards him.

“Hey Kitten.” Aaron pulled me into a tight hug making it awkward for my awful smoking habit. “Oh shit I forgot not to hug you when you have a death stick in your hand” He winked cheekily and took my unused hand dragging me towards the large meeting point where most teenagers hung out…great.

As Aaron pulled me closer towards the spot where at least twenty teenagers, all dressed in dull colouring ran around a somewhat big statue. I already knew they’d hate meet I mean most people do.

“Austin, Alan, Tino, Phil get your buts over here!” Soon enough I tall boy ran over, followed by a ginger one, tracing his steps was a guy with black hair in a ponytail and a gorgeous smile; lastly there was one with over shoulder hair and dark rimmed sunglasses. “Guys, this is Kitten.”

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