Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

In her short life, which had been just twelve years in length, Lydia had been taken away from her home on three occasions. Technically four, if you wanted to count the time Peter removed her from her drug addled mother's neglect, upon finding the house foodless and in a state of disrepair. But the difference in that instance was of course, that Peter had asked Lydia if she wanted to leave with him. Her favourable answer had been immediate. Peter hadn't been around much in the beginning, being a priest, and the opportunity to go live with her beloved daddy whom she'd put up on a pedestal, was exactly what she'd been wanting for years. Being taken from that life once she had it, which was everything she'd been imagining and more, was devastating. Which was, of course, why Peter had provided her with a mobile phone even though he considered the things quite ludicrous. It made Lydia feel more secure knowing that she could contact her father in the instance that anything made her uncomfortable and he could come for her. It was like a security blanket which, granted, wouldn't do much good were it taken from her by anyone, but it provided some assurance nonetheless.

( Oh, Snobs )

It wasn't that Lydia was anti-social or unapproachable in any way, but she was still finding it hard to fit in at London College. She was doing just fine academically, she was on par or ahead of those around her in that sense. But socially, she was years ahead of her classmates. Having to grow up quickly and being constantly surrounded by people who were older than you but treated you as an equal would do that to you. She spent a lot of her free time hanging around with Dylan of course and Hayley too, but it was hard when they didn't have courses together. Dylan was more of a literary mind and Lydia was much more in to maths and science, and Hayley was two years older than Lydia. The only class Lydia and Dylan shared was a history of the British Isles course, and Lydia was on her own the rest of the day. She mostly kept to herself and she wasn't considered weird or unlikeable by anyone, just quiet and slightly mysterious.

( If you SAY you're normal, goes it negate the normal? )