ℝ𝔼-𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ||𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

2. I don't like you🙅

Hey guys! I'm back again. Anyways that's Hailey Thompson up there ⬆️. She's cute right?

Let's get back to work.

Hailey's POV

"I'm so frustrated right now! Where is my diary for goodness sake" I asked no one in particular.

I really need to write something down the first day I slapped a guy. He's in my grade and we're in the same class. The idiot had the guts to slap my butt, I had been so outraged that if not for Rose's intervention I would have punched him too. Is it my fault that I have big butts and nice boobs? Definitely not.

Even though his white face was already red I didn't care, that was assault. I still don't know what made me leave him without reporting him to the disciplinary committee.

My phone rang and I checked the caller ID. "it's dad" I mutter under my breath before picking up the call.

"hey Dad, I miss you so badly, when are you going to return?" I asked.

"I'm actually home, just calling you to come see me" he said with a light chuckle.

How come he's back from Spain without telling me , that's unfair. I put on my floffy slippers and stood from the bed.

"You're joking right?" I said as I walked down stairs I was about to ask where he was till I heard his voice at the door.

"I'm here honey"

"Dad!" I screamed as I ran to him giving him a hug.

"I'm sorry, I wanted it to be a surprise" he said as Evelyn hugged him from behind they ended up kissing like their lives depended on it.

"Dad! So you're really gonna make out in front of me?" I grumble.

Evelyn gave me an apologetic look but I only scoffed. Dad raised an eyebrow at me. I've tried doing that countless times but I ended up raising both, what a futile attempt.

I sat down on the sofa while the others went to the dinning room.

I didn't want to eat now, i really need to increase my likes on TikTok. I've always been competing with Lucille for a million point whatever likes. I Post a lot too and I've got many followers on Instagram, thank God I'm above her with many likes and followers on Instagram. I Post a lot of pictures and I'm an incredible dancer copying most of my dance steps from my cousin in Nigeria.

I love Nigerian music too because they are quite danceable even though they rarely make any sense. Most times I don't even understand that lyrics, but does it matter?
I write on Wattpad... I paint too. I'm so unique, don't misunderstand me, I'm not proud.

"Hails , won't you join us for dinner?"

"Dad I'm coming really wanna check..."

"the most recent American rock music" he cut in.

"Daaad!" I pouted giving him my puppy eyes.

"or EDM, is it?" I only let out a sigh. I took my phone to the dinning table.

"No phones, remember?" Why! I screamed in my head.

"Yes daddy " I muttered.

"That's my girl " he said with a smile as I dropped the phone beside my plate. I would occasionally peep at the screen whenever it beeped.

"Hailey what do you think about this meal" he asked stucking his mouth with mashed potatoes. I rolled my eyes at Evelyn.

"Well quite manageable, it's too spicy" I mouthed while stealing a glance at Evelyn, she only smiled at me.

"Don't worry I'll make it better next time " she said with her undimpled smile.

I love dimples and I really love people with dimples maybe that's why I've got deep ones on both cheeks. Thank God she's dimpleless if not I would have fallen for her smile long time ago. Why pretend? I really want her to show me her true side, that beast in her. Why pretend to be so cool and understanding and friendly? She's fake, all step moms are FAKE

"Dad, I'll be in my room" I say to him while clearing our dishes except Evelyn's of course. I walked to my room.