Teddy's POV

I sat on the couch of my quiet little home on Scottie road, watching out the window expecting it to rain like always. I wanted to be outside, but there was no use in it if the weather was going to bite me in the ass.

My names Teddy, short for Theodora. I'm named after my grandmother who just so happens to live in my house, along with my mum, dad and younger sister, Libby.

I'm quite passive aggressive, not as outgoing as my friend Hilly, she's straight up hard as stone, and quick tempered. Me, well I'm more of a low profiled person, sure I smoke and drink all that stuff, but I'm also a grounded person when I want to be. I'm what keeps Hilly in line.

I'm also the musical one out of us too, Hilly doesn't care much for it but ever since I was little I always sang and I play guitar, mouth organ and sometimes piano. I'm not very good at piano though. Yet I want to be famous, be like Elvis. But even I know that's close to impossible, nothing good ever comes from the UK.

As I turned my back to the window, the door bell rang. I didn't want to answer it, I was to lazy to even reach two feet away from me to grab a magazine. But since it was only myself that was home, I guess I had no choice.

I opened the door and Hilly stood there, a look on her face like she wanted to strangle a man. I read her like an open book, it was her parents again.

"Well, don't stand outside forever, you'll let every living creature in me bloody home" I chuckled as she walked in the house literally kicking off her muddy boots.

"Let me guess, mummy and daddy are bringing you down" I tease

"What do you think" Hilly sighed with raised eye brows

"You do know why they don't respect your choice in life?" I said sitting crisscross next to her on the couch

"You're the one that knows everything, tell me then smart ass" She smirked

"It's because they're posh, I mean you live in Wolton for Christ sake, that's probably the poshest place in all of Liverpool, I'm down here on Scottie road, the place where posh people don't dare to go" I explained

"How did I know you were going to say that" Hilly chuckled

"I don't know, you tell me" I shrugged

"Well they can kiss me arse for all I care" Hilly smirked slicking her hair back

"Wash your hair" I chuckled

"Oh shut it, you're the only teddy girl I know with a curly brunette bob cut" Hilly sighed

"I'm softer than you Hilly, which surprises me because of your back ground compared to mine" I shrugged

"Well, at least you're not to far off" Hilly got up and walk into the kitchen

"Don't eat to much, you'll scare me grand mum" I chuckled

"Are you calling me fat?" Hilly asked with irritation

"No, you just like to eat me out of house and home" I chuckled.

Written by Hannah