Hearing the soft humming of my mother nearby, I shuffled in my bed until my face was pushed into my pillow.

"Nooo, just a little longer" I grumbled. Feeling her soft hand rest on the back of my head gently, the bed had dipped slightly as she sat down.

"You said that 30 minutes ago" she laughed.

Groaning, I lifted my head from my pillow with only one eyes slightly open.

"I did?" I said with a pout on my lips. Watching her nod her head, I flopped my head back in my pillow and groaned even louder.

I swear the mornings hated me, what have I ever done to you huh?

Feeling her touch disappear, I to got up from my bed - incredibly slowly - and started to make my way over to my closet to pick out some clothes to wear.

"You're just like your father" My mom mumbled amusingly.

Freezing in my steps, I swallowed the lump in my throat that had already formed.

Damn that was quick.

"Blair, you do know it's alright to talk-" Obnoxiously yawning to interrupt her, I quickly opened my closet and started to pull out some clothes and hold them against my body.

"Do you know if it's gonna rain today?" Her barely audible sigh made my heart ever so slightly crack.

She would do this at least once every 2 weeks, bring up a subject that I couldn't even think about without wanting to shed a tear.

"I don't think so" she muttered in a tiresome voice. The silence in the room was screaming louder as the seconds went by. Luckily for me, both my younger sister and brother's shouting contest had made her disappear in a shot.

Dropping my arms to my side, I slowly lowered myself to the floor and brought my knees towards my chest as my head leant firmly on my closet door.

Come on Blair, get yourself together.

•••

"And then I said that she's a big fatter liar, and then she said that she was gonna tell on me.. So I pushed her in the mud" My little sister Carlita rambled.

I was walking both my 5 year old sister and my 15 year old brother to school. She was telling me about the 'hugeantic bitch fight she had with her nemesis, Leyla', her words not mine.

Well actually instead of nemesis she said nemo-sis, but the whole bitch fight thing was all from her. I really don't think she should be around Ryan as much anymore.

"If mom hears you say that she's gonna shoot you." Dione muttered from behind us both.

Stopping at the traffic lights, I rolled my eyes with a small smile on my face as Carlita gasped.

"Nuh uh! She's my mommy she wouldn't shoot me!" Yanking at my arms with a pouty frown, I glared back at Dione laughing under his breath whilst his eyes were glued to his phone.

"Can you not act like a cretin for once?" I pleaded. Reaching outside Carlita's pre school, she jumped up and down in excitement as she saw her friends.

"I don't know? Can you stop acting like a bitch for once?" Dione asked with a wide smile.

Bending down and giving my sister a kiss on the cheek, she tilted her chin with a forceful pout as Dione held his arms out. I couldn't hold in the laugh as she started to skip off into the school.

"You shouldn't do that in public, you look like an oaf" he muttered bitterly.

"¿por qué estás tan jodidamente molesto, ¡oh Dios mío Dione " All those summers that I spent actually trying to learn the language my grandmother spoke paid off. I only used it when family came round, but it was an extra bonus when I was able to insult Dione without him knowing.

He wasn't as advanced as me in the language, sure he knew how to have a conversation about the weather and all the dirty words, but not a lot other than that.

"You know one day I'm gonna learn the entire Spanish language-" holding the school gate open for me, I walked through and waited for him to fall in sync with my steps. "And I'll find a way to use it against you"

Rolling my eyes at him, I could already see his pack of friends making there way over, so thought it was best for me to go find Zachary.

"Whatever kid" I chuckled. Pushing him away by the back of his head, he mocked a look of disgust before telling me later and heading over to his friends.

Smiling to myself, I span around to start running off in the direction of the courtyard, but didn't even get as far as another step.

Crashing into someone's chest, my hands gripped onto their shirt so I didn't fall on my ass. Beginning to apologise, as I looked up into a pair of familiar crystal eyes. You probably already guessed that once again, my heart felt like it had fell out from my ass.

"Well if it isn't you again" Luca chuckled in twisted amusement.

Dios Mío...

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A/N

Did not like how this chapter turned out at all, I honestly just wanted to update it...

Sorry about that :(