The Car Ride

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Jade's POV

I woke up to the sound of yelling. It was another of those mornings. I sat up in my bed and listened.

"-believe you! You didn't even come home last night!"

"So what if I didn't! It's not like I have something to look forward to at home!"

"Not even your daughter? Remember her? The one that's ASLEEP?"

"That's not fair" I heard my father mutter.

"What isn't fair is that you treat her the way you do!"

"Do Not bring Jade into this!"

"Why the hell not? She's your responsibility as well as mine!"

"Damn it Lori! This wasn't part of the agreement."

The Agreement.

I tuned them out after they mentioned their little "treaty", which basically was they could see other people, while I was still young, but the moment I left for college, they would divorce each other and pretend that they simply "grew apart".

As the years passed, their arguments became more evident and it wasn't long before they completely hated each other. I had just turned seventeen and I could easily tell you that they were counting down the days until I left.

And yet everyone in Stylesville had no clue about how they hated each other because once we were all in public, they acted like the most in-love couple in town.

Sometimes even I fell for it.

I got out of bed, and headed for my bathroom. I guess one good thing about being the only child of David and Lorelei Montgomery is that there was no one else to suffer besides my parents and me. Though they stopped paying attention to me a long time ago.

I turned on the shower, and sure enough, the frenzied yelling became quiet murmurs.

I let the cold water wake me up fully and I turned my mind to happier thoughts.

Like Koby.

Koby and I have been friends for a while, and I've been crushing on him ever since. But he didn't see me the same way I saw him.

Which was sad.

I turned off the shower and dried off with a towel.

I walked back to my room and put on the clothes I had planned for today. Dark-wash super skinny jeans, a black V- neck fitted tee-shirt, hot pink knee-length converses, and a long necklace with my "Kool Kat" logo.

I grabbed my worn jean messenger bag and headed towards the front door.

"And where do you think you're going?" My mother said from the kitchen, watching me with her arms crossed.

"To school" I answered.

"Without eating breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry" I lied.

She raised an eyebrow. It was scary how my mother and I looked alike. I had her long black hair and pale complexion, but I skipped the blue eye gene. My eyes were green. A dark forest green with a hint of gold, that's how my friends described them.

But my dad described them otherwise.

"A dark muddy army green, because in your soul, you'll always be a trooper" He had said... Long ago. It's funny because, I'm not sure if that was an insult or a compliment.

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