"Yon get down now or you'll be late to school", my mum screams on top of her tiny voice and I groan.

"Be down in a minute" I scream back. Mum has to go to a client's whose office is near my school and she decided she'd just drive me to school.

I brush my hair one last time and put it up in a high ponytail. I grab my tote bag and look at myself in the mirror one last time before running down. I'm dressed in a big grey knitted cardigan that stops a little above my knee and shorts. I'm wearing my favorite brown uggs too. For once I like looking girly girl.

I skip downstairs and hug my mum kissing her on her forehead and she wrinkles her nose. 

"It's about time" she says packing some papers she scattered all over the kitchen island putting them in her laptop bag.

I run into the kitchen to grab a toast while my mum starts walking to the car. I run to the car once I'm done eating and I see my brother sprawled out at the back of the car and I flip him off as he laughs evilly. We both hate sitting in the front with my mum because she never lets us use our phones. Dan and I always try different antics to prevent the other from sitting at the back. The trick he tried today is an old one and if I had his time I'd have sat on his head and make him scream before I sit in the front.

As we drive to school I turn on the radio,switching through channels till I get to a channel playing soft classical instrumental music and I instantly relax. I rest my head back on the chair and once I get the rhythm of the violin I start to hum along.

"You dad called" mum says pressing her lips together and tapping the steering wheel nervously, "he wants the both of you to spend the weekend with him" she says to Dan and I.

That sentence is the worst sentence in the whole wide world to me. 

"What do you mean spend the weekend mum. What happened to the three excuses I always told you to use" I hiss at my mum.

In case of anytime my dad wants to see me, I told my mum three excuses to always use. First one; I have detention, that works most times but if it doesn't work or if it has been used for a period of time, the second is I'm spending the weekend at anyone of of my girlfriend's. And if he still insists then she should just tell him point blank that I don't want to see him.

"I tried Yon. He kept insisting. I know he's done wrong by you but he's still your father" my mum says quietly her eyes still on the road or she's just trying to avoid my burning glare.

I'm extremely disgusted and a lot of questions pop in my head especially because of the statement she just made.

" He's done wrong by me!, he's still my father! where is all this coming from mother" I scream at her emphasizing on the 'mother'. 

Just then she pulls down at my school.

"Yon, I know this is a lot for you to take in but" my mum says but I cut her off.

"No buts mum. I'll deal with this later" I hiss and grab my bag leaving the car. 

I see Dan bobbing his head and dancing at the back with his head phone on. He probably put it on when I set the channel at the classical music and he didn't hear what mum discussed with me. Not that he'd mind anyway. He actually doesn't mind hanging out with our dad.

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I'm sitting on  a bench at the back of school staring into space and fiddling with my fingers. It's lunch period but I really don't want to see anyone's face.

"A penny for your thought" I hear Dave's voice and I freeze, unfreeze and freeze again. 

"Dave" I say almost in a whisper and he chuckles and jumps on the seat beside me grinning from ear to ear.

He is wearing a black hoodie with no sleeves and jeans. His hair combed backwards but scattered in the front as usual.

"What are you doing here" I ask turning to face him.

"Didn't feel your constant gaze at lunch and when I looked at your seat you weren't there. Ella said I'd find you here" he says staring right into my eyes.

And just like that all my worries melts. I stop thinking about Beatrice, my mum. I stop thinking about my dad. I sigh deeply and hug Dave startling him a bit.

"I'm sorry about everything. I'm sorry I called you a man whore. I'm sorry I keep doing stupid things. I just can't help myself" I ramble.

He doesn't say anything, he only hugs me tighter and I do the same and sniff him causing him to giggle. It was kinda sexy and I had that feeling in my tummy again.

"Lets go to lunch. Your friends are worried" he says after a while and I get up and straighten up.

"Okay" I say and together we walk into the cafeteria.

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Soon I start laughing with the girls as we eat lunch . Dave is sitting by my side and I'm so grateful for that. I really miss having him around. I am about to reply Ella about something she said when I see Beatrice standing at my table.

"Dave watchu doing here" she says to Dave eyeing me,

"I'm eating with my friends" he deadpans and Beatrice scoffs.

"I hear you don't wanna come over. Your loss though. I told him not to bother about you when I saw he was sad.Told him you're just being your pathetic bitchy self" She hisses at me and turns away laughing with her minions.

Just like that, the feelings I thought were gone resurfaced.

"Fi. You really do not have to turn all sour whenever Beatrice says something to you. From what I see, it's been going on for a while and you should've gotten used to it" Dave says nonchalantly.

"Excuse me" I say irritated and shocked. 

He doesn't know half of what's going on with me and he thinks he has the right to tell me what to do and what not to do. I get up and make to go outside.

"This was a mistake" I say to him.

He gets up and tries to pull me back but I hiss at him.

"Leave me the fuck alone" I scream at him and storm outside.

Once I'm outside I pick my phone and dial my father. He picks up almost immediately and I scoff.

"Your stupid step daughter has managed to piss me off into agreeing to spend the stupid weekend with you" I say before he can say anything.

I hear him sigh. He's probably stroking his forehead like he always does when he's frustrated. Stop thinking about what he is like  I caution my self.

"Fiona. You know Beatrice means well" he says with his deep voice. 

When I was younger I used to love hearing his voice. I always made him  read me stories  so I could listen to the vibrating chilling baritone. He could be a voice over artist for the bad guys in cartoons if he wants to be. Now hearing the voice sickens me. Especially hearing the voice defend stupid Beatrice. Well now you all know one of the reasons why I hate Beatrice Kinswill. She is my father's step daughter in his new family and my step sister not by choice.

"Whatever" I finally say and end the call.

I slump on the bench and cry. Letting most of my bitterness go with it.

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Hello Hello. I really hope you liked this one cause I did too. I also gave out a very vital piece of information in this novel.

How do you feel about Beatrice and Fiona being sisters. Tell me. Did you see that coming?

The story is getting to it's more interesting parts. Stick around and enjoyyyyyyyyy.

Sorry I've been updating just once a week. I'm currently doing my internship and it is sapping all my time. I promise to put in more effort on this book though. 

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