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  Jade Blue

  Girl In A Boy's School

  CHAPTER 1: CeCE Spells Trouble.

  I took all the nails and screws off his chairs.

  'Have you done it? The teacher's nearly coming!'

  My friends shouted from the door. This will show him if he ever messes with me again. The bell rang and we all ran to our seats while people poured in. I couldn't help but smile.

  Yes, this is a big risk but what do you do when Mr Herns tries to touch you. That's right. Teach him a lesson. 'Hello Class.' Mr Herns came in with the pedo smile of his. I couldn't help but smile back.

  This was going to be legendary. He came in and looked at everyone. I was sitting at the back, ready to laugh my head off when he sits on that chair.

  'Celia Celhart, come and sit at the front so I could see you.' He said. Why doesn't anyone understand how disgusting he is. I couldn't tell anyone and I just told my friends that its just a prank. He quickly added, 'I mean, so that I could see your not messing about.

  ' 'Gladly sir.' I said smiling.

  I took my bag and myself to the front of the class and sat on the seat closest to him. What a great seat to see the idiot getting hurt. 'Right class, open up your books to page 25.' He said. While everyone was doing that, he smiled at me. I smiled back. I'm so going to enjoy this. He moved around the class. I was growing impatient. 'Sir, Are you not going to do the register?' I said. He always sits down to do the register. 'Oh, that's right. I'll do it now.' He walked to the front of the class. I bit my lip, trying not to burst out laughing before he even sits on the chair. He gets his glasses and sits on the chair. I frowned. How come I didn't he fall down? I looked back and my friends were thinking the same thing. I took all of them out.

  'Right, Megan Fox.' 'Here.' 'Tom Hilary.' 'Here sir.' 'Sam Ri-'

  And with that the chair went to pieces. He fell on the floor. 'What the hell!' He shouted. Everyone laughed. He got up holding his arm. His face was so red. 'Who did this?' He shouted loudly. He looked so shocked. I laughed with the class.

  'I said who did this!' Everyone went quiet when they saw blood on the teacher's arm. But I couldn't stop laughing. Everyone looked at me and then I found out that I was the only one laughing.

  I zipped my mouth and just looked shocked like the other students.

  I'm CECE, short for Celia and theres one thing I surely know. I'm in big trouble.

  CHAPTER 2: CeCE + TROUBLE = AN HOUR OF MUM'S LECTURES

  We were at home in the living room after coming back from the principal. Mr Herns is fine. The blood was from a splinter. When the class was asked who did this, first no one said anything. And then they chickened out when the principal said the whole class would be suspended for a month. Bunch of idiots they were anyways. I sat on the sofa quietly, playing with my thumbs.

  'How can you do such a thing CeCe?' My mum barked at me for the 6th time. I rolled my eyes. I never meant harm. Actually I did. He was pedophile and what I did was not what he deserved. He deserved worser. Much worser.

  'But Mum-' I was inturrupted by her other lectures about how it was hard to get this school from my record of excluded schools in the past few years. Okay, I guess ive been kicked out of 6 schools, actually, 7 schools now. But what can I do? I just don't fit in. And its not like I could tell my mum about my problems, she won't listen.

  I don't hate my mum but shes the worst mum a teenager can have. She doesn't understand anything. I tried to explain but she just gives me an explaination about what things are right and what things are wrong.

  'And this is your 7th school! CeCe, you've hit people, done graffiti, made rumours and also nearly burned down a school. You might not know this but your bringing shame to your family!' She screamed.

  'Family?' I said. I was angry now. 'You call this a family? Its just you and me, mum. And we never work out. I don't understand you and you don't understand me? If its anything that driving me to do do all this madness, its you okay? And you know why? All you think about is what your friends will think about you. And you know what? They already think bad about you and thats not my fault. You care and only about you fuking self.' I screamed. She came infront of me and put her hand out ready to slap me. I closed my eyes, tears falling down. After a few seconds, I opened my eyes to see my mum looking at her hand which she was about to slap me with. She looked shocked.

  'Look, what you were going to make me do.' My Mum whispered. I wanted to say something. Anything to make her not cry but what can I say. I just stood there and watched her sit on the sofa and put her hands to her head.

  I went to my room quietly. I looked at myself in the mirror. My blond hair was now everywhere. And my green eyes were filled with tears. I never cry but seeing my mum like this, I had no choice but to let it out. I banged my head on the mirror. 'Why am I such an idiot?' I said to myself. Why am I?

  I never seen my mum like this. Normally, she tries everything to get her point across. She shouts and shouts till she loses her voice. And then after a while, she makes a joke. But this time she didn't. And I knew why. She was tired. She was tired of the burden she was carrying. And it was my fault. In a way, me and Mum were close. When I wasn't naughty, we used to have a lot of fun. But that was before dad left. After that, we were not a daughter and a mother living in an apartment. We were just two girls living in an apartment. . And that sucked.

  I went to sleep. There was no school tomorrow so I took my time going to sleep. Normally, I would be happy but this time, I just felt a hole in my heart. That wouldn't go.

  CHAPTER 3: THE ONLY OPTION FOR CELIA CELHART

  I woke up at 12 in the morning. I yawned. Remembering what happened before, I tried to go back to sleep. After a while, I gave up and got ready for absolutely nothing.

  I went to the kitchen to see my mum eating breakfast. She looked at me and smiled. But she wasn't happy at all. Her eyes were tired. And her hair was messy.

  'Morning.' I said happily, trying my best to cheer up the gloomy atmosphere.

  'Morning, Ce.' She said, trying her best too.

  'So Mum, you going work today?' I said making cereal for myself.

  'Not really, There something I need to tell you.' She said.

  I frowned. Whats going to happen? Will she make me get a job or something? Wait, I can't. My grades are lower than the happiness level here.

  'Whats up?' I said, sitting down with her at the table.

  'About yesterday-'

  'Listen Mum, Ive learned my lesson. I'm going to change. I did a lot of thinking last night and I made a decision too.'

  'She was shocked by my reaction. 'But Darling-'

  'I'm not lying Mum. When I say I'm going to do something, I will do it.' I said happily. 'I'm going to look for a school that will help me. And any school will do, I just want to get high grades and make you happy.'

  She sighed. 'Darling, thats not possible.' She said tiredly.

  'Why not?' I said confused. 'I understand that I have a massive history but Its not impossible, is it Mum? And you've always told me that anything is possible if I try and I will. Promise..'

  Her face didn't change. It stayed the same. She looked down like she couldn't meet my eye. My smile went upside down. Something is wrong and shes not telling me.

  'What is it, Mum?'

  'Darling, Ive found you a school.' She said.

  I smiled. 'Thats great!' But from her face, it seemed that it wasn't great at all.

  'What is it?' I said.

  'CeCe, remember I told you that you dad is a headmaster,' She said. I nodded.

  'Well, I told your dad about what happened and he got you a place in his school.' She said.

  'What?' I said, shocked. 'But dad lives in scotland.'

  'I know.' She said. 'L
ook, schools these days will not let you in with even a bit of an history. To be honest, no school school will let you.'

  'So, your saying, that I should got to Scotland.' I said slowly.

  'Yes! And its only for a few months, till you get your grades up.'

  I can't believe this. I am going to Scotland. To be with my dad. MY DAD? The guy who I haven't met for years. The guy who left my mum and started to see his career as his only importance. The guy who promised to come at christmas but never came.

  'No.' I said angrily.

  'What?' My mum said. She was actually shocked. SHOCKED! She didn't even like my dad so why is she acting like I said I hated chocolate.

  'Mum, what the hell? Your telling me to spend a few freaking months with a guy who doesn't even care to meet his only daughter.'

  'Darling, hes changed.'

  'And how do you know that? He might just want me because he feels sorry for me.'

  'Look, when he was with us. He used to be in all kinds of mess. Drugs, gambling and his emotions were messed up. He did the right thing to leave because he was messed up and he didn't want to hurt us.'

  'And your not mad at him?'

  'Mad at him? He did us all a favour. If he was here, you would be twice as naughty as you already are.' She said. Her eyes were nearly in tears. 'And I didn't want my baby to get hurt.'

  'I can't believe this! I am already hurt! He left me since I was 10, I don't even remember him much. Why the hell does he want me now?'

  'Because hes ready. When he left me, he promised me that he will come back. And he has.'

  'Actually, he hasn't. I have to come back to him because I'm the one moving to Scotland.'

  'Sweetheart, hes changed. Hes like the other dads. He is a headmaster in a boarding school. Who ever thought of that? A druggie could be such a success.'

  I nearly laughed. 'Your seriously thinking of taking me to Scotland.'

  'Yes. You told me you would love to travel.' She said nudging me.

  'Traveling isn't staying in one place for a long time.'

  'Well its a start. Then you could get money and go all over the world. You should go France. I heard its great there.'

  'Yeah, France is great. Them beguettes sounds awesome. OMG! Why have we changed the subject?'

  'She shrugged. 'Please darling, it will be great there. You never know, you might have fun.'

  'Mum-'

  'Please, for me.' She said. 'Just a few months. Just have a little bit of bonding time with your dad.'

  I sighed. 'Fine.' There was no point arguing. No option for me left. And maybe Mum is right, there is no other school otherwise she wouldn't have chosen this annoying option.

  She happily hugged me. 'It means a lot to me, CeCe.'

  'So when?' I said.

  'Any day you want. But sooner the better.'

  'Okay.' I said. We went quiet for a second. And then I said something that shocked the both of us. 'What about tomorrow?'

  Her eyes opened with amazement. But she didn't seem happy. 'CeCe, when I said sooner the better, I didn't mean-'

  'I know I know. I just want to get over and done with this.' I said. But that wasn't really the reason. The real reason was because a part of me was excited. Excited to meet my dad. Yes, Ive never heard from him from a long time but I had a feeling that it was going to be great.'

  'Okay then. Tomorrow I'll get you ticket and everything.'

  'No, I mean get ticket today, and I will get there tomorrow.' I said. She bit her lip. Okay, I guess it was really freaky that I wanted to go so early. But I just did.

  'CeCe, are you doing this because your mad at me?' She said.

  I screamed. 'I HATE YOU SO MUCH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!! FINE, I WILL GO. JUST TO GET ME OUT OF YOUR FREAKING WAY!' She looked startled. I smiled.

  'Thats what I would have said if I was mad.'

  She laughed. 'Wow, you really scared me.' She said. I laughed too.

  'I guess, I'm known as a good actor.' I said babbling about myself. We both burst into laughter. And then, we both stopped staring at eachother, both thinking the same thing. Wow, Its been ages since we laughed together. It felt really good. We were always far apart and the closest we got was when grandma died. But this, it was real. I was actually laughing with my mum. The same mum who didn't understand me, the same mum who taught i misbehaved for attention and the same mum who was sending me to Scotland.

  Was I ready for a world of confusing accents and green clothes. Okay, thats not what Scotland is about but for some reason, its the only things I knew. But Scotland, its so...... different. And the school seems okay. If no one knows me there, I could make my own personality. Or just be by freaking self.

  So this dad who my mum says has 'changed.' Has he really? The last time I remember him was when he had a talk with me about how much he loves me. And that could only mean that he was just saying all that to me because he was leaving me. He didn't come once. He phoned but never talked to me. I was hurt. And why did I want to go here? To make my mum happy and to solve this thing with my dad. And even thought he hurt me so much, I still wanted to talk to him, hug him and tell him things. I just wanted to be with him.

  CHAPTER 4: A Hard Goodbye

  'You got everything?' My mum said for the 6th time. I would have complained about her worrying but how could I when I'm worried myself. What if I made a bad decision? What if something bad happens? Just.. What If?

  We were at the airport and this was my first time travelling alone. But that was the least of my worries. Will Mum be okay? My mum looked inside her bag and kept on looking at the time. We came half an hour early because Mum thought something might have happened in the way.

  'Mum.' I said looking at her. She looked better now with her makeup and her blond hair tyed back. Since my dad left, I didn't understand why she didn't date. I mean, she was beautiful and even my maths teacher had a crush on her. And hes married. So I didn't understand. Its not like I couldn't tell her because I didn't know if I was ready for a new step or even just a guy living with us for a while. It just didn't seem right. Maybe thats how Mum felt.

  'Yes CeCe.' She looked at me and then stopped fidgeting. She must have noticed the gloominess on my face because she came and sat next to me. 'Look, I know its a big thing. But look at it as a big to do list. Number 1, go on a plane on your own. Number 2, meet your dad. Number 3, fit into the school that you would do great at and Number 4, get your grades up. And you can leave the rest on me. Okay?'

  I smiled. It was hard to keep a straight face when this was the best heads up my mum could give me. But it did help. A to do list. Yeah, I'll do it. But that wasn't the think I was worrying about.

  'Mum, forget about me. Will you be able to do okay on your own at home?' I said looking at her. She looked distanced for a while but she then smiled.

  'How can I be alone? I have lots of friends and they could come and have a sleepover at my house any time they want. No one is old enough for sleepovers.' She said to cheer me up. But it wasn't working. Me and my Mum never worked out but her just being there was a great comfort. But when I'm going to go to Scotland, how will I know?. 'But don't worry about me. Just don't pressure yourself. Have a bit of fun at times.'

  I nodded.

  'Can the people who will be travelling to Scotland, please come to their gates. Thank you.' I heard the speaker blare out. We both looked at eachother. Well this is it. The first ever time I'm going on a plane. The first time I'm ever going to leave Mum. This is it.

  'You'll do great, honey. Just remember to be nice to your dad. You may be a bit angry at him but not too much that you will make him end up in hospital.' Mum said half joking and half serious. I sighed.

  Don't forget to lock your door and make sure you don't let your friends in my room.' I said. I had to say something. Rules are something too. 'I may be gone for a while but I'll be back. And come visit sometimes and don't eat too much junk food or you will end up on The Biggest Loser.' She laughed and then I saw a tear fall down her che
ek. Is she crying? I can't believe this. So much firsts in one day. She hugged me tight. Another first. I hugged her back, taking in a mummy smell that I could never work what it is.

  'Please can the people boarding to Scotland as soon as they can. Thank you.' I heard it again.

  'Bye Mum.' I said when she stopped hugging me. 'Take care.'

  'Bye Cece. Be careful.' She said and then that was it. I went to the gate. I could see her in the distance waving at me. I waved my back and smiled. Who would ever know? I miss my mum.

  Chapter 5: The Ugly Truth

  'Do you want me to help you?' The stewardess said for the 100th time. Man! When someone says no, its a no. I was trying to put my lugguage on the cuboard on top of my seat. It was hard but I finally did it. I gave a fake smile to the stewardess and then sat at my seat. I grinned when I noticed her giving me the looks. What do you expect when you annoy someone like me? I guess they only asked when they found out that I am travelling alone. Has a 16 year old never travelled alone before me? They make me laugh. I looked out the window. I could see the wing of the aeroplane and cars wondering about. It was great in a way. But I wonder how it feels in the sky. I bet its awesome.

  I looked the screen in front of me. Oh, so theres a tv. I put it on to see that they had the worsest movies ever. Marley and Me? Really? Its cute but not my type. What else.. I looked everywhere for a movie that wasn't sickable. Nope, they all were. What am I going to do now? I groaned angrily.

  'Let me guess, you hate the movies?' I looked around to see a guy who looked around 17. He was handsome, eventhough he had glasses on. He wore a black t-shirt and a white trousers. It looked great on him. He smiled. 'This is seat 4b right?'

  I was confused. Oh right seats! I looked at my seat. Mine was 4a. So 4b must be the one next to me. '4b is next to me.' I said before turning back and looking out the windows. I can't wait to see the sky. The best bit of going somewhere is getting there. And I'm going to enjoy this.