The second the recording had finished, the entire audience was hushed. Alice reckoned that if somebody were to drop a pin, everybody would hear it.
She nervously gulped, removing her hands to look up at Emilia.
Emilia was staring straight at Alice, with a funny sort of satisfied look. She looked rather pleased with herself. But at the same time, her eyes were showing her a slightly darkened look, a look of guilt and pity.
<As the day dragged on, Alice was used to the funny looks and dirty glares. She got them everywhere. In the corridors, in classes, at lunch, on the bus...To Alice, she did her best to push them out of her mind. Friday's concert was such a massive knock and left her feeling so broken that the glares were almost nothing. Compared to what she really felt on stage, she knew that this wasn't as bad.She felt a great deal better, knowing that her friends stuck by her side. They comforte
"What?""It's in Sheffield." Mr Smith repeated, sighing heavily, "Alice, it's such a big opportunity for me-""Does that mean we're moving?" Alice butted in, ignoring her Dad. He gave her a grim nod."It's for the best, dear. After wh
Saying goodbye was never one of Alice's strengths.She hated saying goodbye. It was usually her final words to somebody when she knew she never would see that person again. It was the last word she said to her mum, the last word she ever said to her old school, the last word she ever said to her dead Grandpa...Alice lay across her bed, glancing around her empty room.
The final day of school came by too quickly for Alice's liking.When she woke up in the morning, she felt oddly empty and strange. She couldn't quite believe it was time to say goodbye for good.It was also going to be her last time waking up in London.
Within minutes, Alice was squashed into the back of a Taxi, sat beside her Dad. The streets of London rolled past the car window in a mere few minutes. Alice knew that it could be one of her final times seeing London.Whenever she felt like crying, she pushed her emotions firmly downwards imaging her dream life in Sheffield. Her fingers sought the comfort of her red polka dot bag and the dandelion bracelet dangling loosely around her wrist. The smooth metal carving of the dandelion made Alice cherish the good times that she had in London. She only hoped that she could make even bette
Thank you so much for reading 'Death Among The Dandelions!'This is my first ever original novel that I've written. I've really enjoyed writing this, hopefully, you enjoyed reading this!This is also my first ever book on Goodnovel.
A/N: Before you read this book, first of all, thank you so much for picking up this book. It means everything to me :)Second of all, the cover was created by my amazing friend Lily. Go follow and support her Wattpad account; @Lilypadsxfrogs.And finally, this story does touch lightly on the triggering topic, suicide. Please re
Alice Smith looked out of the plane window; her eyes wide with sorrow.The sky was a murky grey and little splatters of rain were pouring endlessly from above, showing no means of stopping soon. Her eyes could make out maintenance workers scurrying back and forth from down below, frantically doing final checks to see if the plane was in working order. She could see the latecomers racing up the steps, looking stressed and worried, carrying odd handbags and young children.She didn'
Thank you so much for reading 'Death Among The Dandelions!'This is my first ever original novel that I've written. I've really enjoyed writing this, hopefully, you enjoyed reading this!This is also my first ever book on Goodnovel.
Within minutes, Alice was squashed into the back of a Taxi, sat beside her Dad. The streets of London rolled past the car window in a mere few minutes. Alice knew that it could be one of her final times seeing London.Whenever she felt like crying, she pushed her emotions firmly downwards imaging her dream life in Sheffield. Her fingers sought the comfort of her red polka dot bag and the dandelion bracelet dangling loosely around her wrist. The smooth metal carving of the dandelion made Alice cherish the good times that she had in London. She only hoped that she could make even bette
The final day of school came by too quickly for Alice's liking.When she woke up in the morning, she felt oddly empty and strange. She couldn't quite believe it was time to say goodbye for good.It was also going to be her last time waking up in London.
Saying goodbye was never one of Alice's strengths.She hated saying goodbye. It was usually her final words to somebody when she knew she never would see that person again. It was the last word she said to her mum, the last word she ever said to her old school, the last word she ever said to her dead Grandpa...Alice lay across her bed, glancing around her empty room.
"What?""It's in Sheffield." Mr Smith repeated, sighing heavily, "Alice, it's such a big opportunity for me-""Does that mean we're moving?" Alice butted in, ignoring her Dad. He gave her a grim nod."It's for the best, dear. After wh
As the day dragged on, Alice was used to the funny looks and dirty glares. She got them everywhere. In the corridors, in classes, at lunch, on the bus...To Alice, she did her best to push them out of her mind. Friday's concert was such a massive knock and left her feeling so broken that the glares were almost nothing. Compared to what she really felt on stage, she knew that this wasn't as bad.She felt a great deal better, knowing that her friends stuck by her side. They comforte
The second the recording had finished, the entire audience was hushed. Alice reckoned that if somebody were to drop a pin, everybody would hear it.She nervously gulped, removing her hands to look up at Emilia.Emilia was staring straight at Alice, with a funny sort of satisfied look. She looked rather pleased with herself. But at the same time, her eyes were showing her a slightly darkened look, a look of guilt and pity.
She heard Gwen let out a small cry of surprise from the behind the piano, taking her hands off the keys as if she had been burnt. She stood up and looked straight at Alice, demanding an explanation. Her eyes caught sight of somebody standing up against the microphone and her a look of anger displayed across her face.Alice scrambled to her feet and turned to look at who had pushed her. Emilia was her first suspicion, considering everything that had happened. She didn't expect it to be...
Before Alice knew it, she was boarding the bus on Friday morning, biting her lip to contain in her nerves.To Alice, the nerves inside her didn't feel like a couple of butterflies. They felt like rampaging elephants leaping about in her chest, making her feel quite sick. She awkwardly fidgeted on the bus, reading through the lyrics on her phone for the fourteenth time.Whenever she started imaging the worst-case scenarios