The Stories of Leah Clearwater - (Book One)

Chapter 6 - Our new lives.

A month passed without incident, I didn't speak to my cousin or Sam anymore. School was hard for me. I would just walk through the halls like a zombie. A girl made a remark about my breakup with Sam, at that moment I lost it, my hand reached for her throat. There was a huge fight in the middle of class, and I was kicked out. My mom came down, and had to speak with the principal.

"I don't know what possessed you to argue with her. You let her get under your skin. Leah you're always so easy going. I'm willing to listen if you want to talk."

I just looked out the window as we drove home. My mom sighed and pulled into the driveway. Charlie and my dad were outside chatting,

"Hi Leah." Charlie said smiling.

"Whatever." I walked right passed him, slamming the front door.

"Geez Leah, you gonna break the house?"

I scowled at Seth, "Why don't you shut up, and leave me alone. All of you leave me alone."

I went into my room, slamming the door shut locking it behind me. Mom got out of the car, and walked over to where the guys were standing,

"Charlie I'm sorry." My dad apologized.

"What happened?" My mom asked slipping her purse strap over her shoulder.

"I said hi to her. She wasn't friendly. It's okay." He shrugged not being phased by it.

Dad sighed, "Charlie it's not ok,' looking at mom, 'She said whatever to him when he said hi."

My mom pursed her lips, "Well I just had to pick her up from the principal's office. She was kicked out of class, for having an argument with a classmate." She was flustered.

Seth walked outside zipping up his jacket.

"Where are you going?" My dad asked.

"I'm going to Colin's house for a little bit. Leah just bit my head off, and told me to shut up."

Everyone looked at Seth.

"I'm sick and tired of this Harry. This is inexcusable." My mom was furious with me now.

"I know she's eighteen, but she lives under our roof, and I say we ground her." My mom nodded agreeing with my dad.

I felt as if everyone was against me, tying me down, making the rules for me, I'd had enough.

After Charlie went home, my parents called me out to the living room. I walked out to find them sitting on the couch.

"Sit down now. We're not asking you, we're telling you too." My dad spoke with a stern voice.

This was out of character for him. I knew I was in trouble at this point.

"What is going on with you? I heard you were kicked out of class. Your mother received a phone call from the principal. You were extremely rude to Charlie, and you told Seth to shut up."

I looked at him, "I've had a really bad day, and I don't feel like talking."

My dad turned red in the face, "Nobody asked you to speak. It seems as though when you do, nothing productive comes out of your mouth. So your mother and I have talked. We don't care how old you are, you're under our roof, our rules. You're grounded until further notice."

I shrugged, and let out a smug laugh, "That's going to do a whole lot of good. I don't have anywhere to go. I have nobody to see. I have nobody to talk to. I don't care if you take away the phone, or tv. So what's your punishment exactly?"

My mom was irate, "GO TO YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW! I don't want you eating dinner with us. You can eat in your room. I'm so disgusted with your behavior."