Effy put her feet up in front of her mirror tapping whatever she could find she smiled and leant back on her chair to tap on the box behind her, and fell off, "ow" she moaned picking her self up and sitting back on the chair, she stared at her reflection brushing down her hair again she hit the ipod player and the sound of M.C.R came blasting out she couldn't be bothered to change it so she carried on brushing her hair.

She sighed opening the closet, she looked at the pictures stuck inside of the past couple years the last few, were full of forced smiled and sad eyes, and a missing person. she picked out a tartan skirt and black top and pulled on some long black socks, she sat on the bed tying the shoelaces of her converses.