'My Life Looked Good On Paper'

Extract from ‘Pull My Hair’ by Isabella Shure (1984) 

“Yes of course, that sound lovely. And so kind of you.”

Isabelle waved her arms wildly, desperately mouthing ‘no, no, no’. Her mother stared back at her blankly.

“The girls have probably been cooking this up for a while. Ah yes, thick as thieves. Lovely. The whole weekend? Gosh. How wonderful. I imagine she’s already packed her bag. You know what they’re like. No. No that’s no problem. I can drop her round about seven. So lovely. She’ll be so pleased. Thank you. Thank you so much. See you then. Goodbye.”

 No no no no. No!

“I don’t wanna  go.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Izzy. Your friend Deborah is so keen for you to stay.”

“She’s not my friend.”

“You’re just being silly.”

“She’s two years above me!”

“What’s that got to do with anything?”

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Oh dear. Little Fizzy Izzy. You’re gonna be my best friend ever. We’re gonna have a dee-licious time together. Keep hold of her! You and me are going to have a whaa-ale of a time. You know what? We should hang out in the hols. I mean it’s nice an’ all how we get to play in the changing rooms and in the dorm, but really I think I want you all to myself. Fizzy little Izzy. Oooh I can feel you getting wet jus’ thinking about it, yeah? You wait til you see my bedroom. My mum’ll talk to your mum. They’ll be so happy we made friends, yeah?‘We’ll have all the time in the world. Ooh yeah, that’s it, isn’t it No. No moaning you little bitch. Keep hold of her. I’ll do what I want. All day an’ all weekend. You know what that is, bitch? That’s the smell of your fizzy little fanny on my finger. And d'you know what that finger is? Your dad’s cock.

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