Amber was what everyone would call a "Normal girl" in her high school but really? Her family had a dark past that was kept in a web of lies. And as the school year folds out ahead of her Amber begins to untangle the web of lies her parents had spun...
Amber leaned back in her seat dreadfully bored as the teacher in the front just rambles on about the work that she should have finished last night. She glanced out the window her seat was next to. So she could escape into her own world but that is when she had to quickly lean up with a sudden jolt of fear. Was there a man starring at her from outside? She blinked a few times but the figure was gone all she could feel was a cold wind blow past her face gently sending shivers down her spine and directly into her bones.
"Miss Astoria? Can you please explain to me why the work I gave you yesterday is not yet finished?" Scoffed the teacher snapping her attention back to the front of the classroom. She groaned and looked at him "You see Mr. Golien I had family business to attend for this Octobers festival which I highly doubt anyone wants to miss because of some..heh.. classwork.." She smiled in victory as he shot her a warning glare then went onto his teaching duties. When the bell rang Amber was the first to jump up and out of her hard plastic seat grabbing her books and backpack racing out the classrooms door finally free of what boredom clung to her. When she and hundreds of other students poured out of the high school the fresh and yet crisp autumn air filled her lungs as the sweet smell of pumpkin spice was in the air and so was the undeniable amazing smell of cinnamon pine cones. Amber walked down the sidewalk heading downtown, hearing the leaves crunching under her feet as she walked the sound of bells ringing when people entered and exited shops.
The shop windows and grass in the yards were covered in Halloween decorations. Ranging from boney skeletons to huge black spiders and the notorious black cat with eyes that could read a soul better than anyone.
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Then that's when she heard a group of girls laughing behind her. Amber stopped and groaned not wanting to deal with this bullshit of all days but what could she do? She turned around to face a tall skinny blonde and the rest of her possy "Hello Ariel can I help you?" Amber said with a calm sweet voice fluttering her eyelashes innocently. Ariel scoffed and flipped her hair with just a flick of her wrist "Cut the act miss princess tell me who is going to Mrs. Pumpkin Queen this year or else." she and her little minions giggled. Amber rolled her eyes leaning against the brick wall beside her heading into a bakery shop, "You know the rules Ariel you get selected by votes not popularity now get lost before I make that pretty little wig of yours get ripped off." She laughed and stood up straight turning around as Amber could hear Ariel's anger coming at her in hot rays.
"You Bitch!" Yelled Ariel in pure furry as she reached for Amber a firm hand grabbed her wrist. Amber looked back in surprise to see her older brother Zackery standing there with a dark glare toward Ariel making even her want to look away feeling small. "Try to touch her again and you'll be regretting it." he flicked her wrist away with disgust and put his football jacket over his shoulder as they walked away quickly then turned to Amber. "Are you serious Amber?" He looked down at her and shook his head then slightly grinned walking past her. "Good job on complimenting her hair though little sis.. I'll see you at home". Before she could reply he disappeared into the busy crowd buzzing around prepping for the festival.
When Amber reached the front doors of her manner the door opened as the family butler stood there then bowed "Miss. Astoria your Father would like to see you in his study if you please." He said with a calm tone then stood up letting her enter inside before closing the doors. "Thank you." She said softly worried about what her father will have to say as she slowly walked to the stairs in the middle of the big living room that heading upstairs. When she arrived outside the study room doors she took in a deep shaky breath then twisted the golden doorknob entering as her father sat in a seat facing toward the doors on the other side of his desk. "You wanted to see me, father?" Amber said with a respectful tone approaching her father's desk then took a seat across from him. Her father looked at her with a poker face not showing if this was going to go good or bad for her he cleared his throat leaning back in the chair "Yes Amber.. I was called today by your teacher." he paused seeing her reaction and leaned forward laying his hands on the desk clenching them together eyeing her. "Would you like to explain?" His voice was now cold and serious his eye a glowing ember now felt like arrows piercing her.
Amber laughed slightly in a worried way but her father did not look amused in the least bit. She sighed and bowed her head in defeat "I forgot to do it and sorta snapped is all.. I'm sorry father it won't happen again." Her father sighed standing up pushing his chair back then walked to a window that was behind him facing toward the front of the manner toward the busy streets. "We are the superiors it is our job to look the best but also DO the best." He looked back at her with a glance. "It doesn't matter how we fall it matters how we rise my beautiful daughter.." She looked at him and nodded then stood up bowing head before leaving gently closing the doors behind her. Amber let out a sigh of relief then looked overseeing Zackery heading up the stairs but something wasn't right he looked.. disturbed.. "Zack, what's wrong?" Amber said as he reached the top stair. Zack looked at her for a moment surprised to see her then shook his head and gave a fake reassuring smile "Nothing I'm fine." he purred but she wasn't falling for it then crossed her arms in disapproval. "Zack," Amber said in a stern voice raising her eyebrow. He groaned knowing he could never hide anything from her then he took out a piece of paper that was crumpled up from his pocket and handed it to her "This." He had let out a low growl in anger.
