Chapter 3

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I stood on the bus with my arms crossed. "Surely there must be someone else I can sit next to." I said to Alaric. "Sorry. But...in order to make sure everyone is here. Seating order is alphabetical. So no. You can't switch." He explained. "You're are definitely lucky I don't take after our father." I spat with a glow of my eyes. "Really? Because it sure looks like you do." Hope sounded from behind. I slowly turned my head and looked at her with a glare. She waved her fingers at me with a smile. I looked back at Alaric. "Sorry." He said. "Shut up." I snarled taking a seat beside Hope. "If it makes you feel any better. I don't want to sit next to you either." Hope stated. Someone kill me.

HOURS LATER

After spending many hours annoying Alaric. He finally allowed me to ride with him in his car. "I don't understand why you hate your sister so much." He said as he drove behind the bus. "I don't hate Hope. I hate how superior she thinks she's become. She quite literally has become worse than our father. And that's saying something considering how big of an ego he had." I explained looking out the window. Alaric let out a sigh. "I know. But look at how Josie deals with Lizzie." He pointed out. "What the hell are you talking about? Josie was ALWAYS in Lizzie's shadow." I countered. "Oh, right." He sounded. "It doesn't matter. When we get to Hogwarts...everyone will be too busy looking and fawning over Hope than to look at me. Just like usual." I said leaning my head against the window.

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