These Games We Play

Chapter Two: Cinderella Stories

I wasn't going to go through with my threat to live in my car. The old beat up peice of junk barley even worked so I don't think it would make it best living situation. Instead, I was on my bed with Cam and Lia eating sandwhichs. Pip had texted me three times, but I turned my phone off not wanting to talk.

Cam was a bit shorter than me and had glasses with an out-of-date prescription. I opted for contacts since I could get reusable ones a lot cheaper than a pair of glasses. Lia had short coily hair which was now done in box braids with cheap blonde hair from the store that Lia may have stolen a bit of. I stole the rest of it. I really was jailbait.

"So, what's the plan," Lia asked getting up and opening her bio text book.

"Appart from murdering Ethan and hiding his body I have no idea." I say back looking at my homework I'd gotten from my missed classes.

"You reckon we can do it; I think dad might have a spare gun or two." Cam adds, her dad may have been a drunk ass, but he did have resources.

"I doubt it, I reckon pip would catch on." I say back giving up on my homework and getting out my mum's journals. It's one of the very few things she left me. Journals and her love of art and her travel bug. She also left me postcards.Each of them tapped on differnt pages. They were all blank but they wee something. Lia, Cam, and I planned to go everywhere one day. Once I was running my art company, Lia was a doctor and Cam was dominating the world (she didn't know what she wanted to end up doing but her plan consisted of domination)

"You alright though Eva. Like really with the physics stuff, the family drama, and the Ethan shit. All of it. " Lia asked pulling me into a hug. Joined by Cam. I'm pretty sure the pair wouldn't let me go ever. I didn't want them to either. I wanted my girls.

"No but I'll be okay. Us girls we always land on our feet."

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The next day the three us had woken up late and I was nearly late to english. I'm pretty sure Lia was late to trigonometry. Considering the fact her teacher was a total douche bag I'm pretty sure she was going to be coming home late. I'd text her later to make sure she didn't need me or cam to find a way to cover for her.

"Romeo and Julliet us ridded with proverbs which is what we refer to a little bit of wisdom." My teacher had been rambling about this for the past ten minutes and I was ready to claim I had my period to get out of class. "Let's take a moment to think about proverbs in our own lives."

Beggers can't be choosers and be careful you wished for were. I thought whilst my head was pounding. I'm pretty sure I was getting a headache as result of how boring this class was. As if the universe had heard me an office aid walked into class.

"Miss Radways is needed in the office,"

The class didn't seem to take notice as I collected my stuff this time since I was pretty sure this was going to take a while.

Walking behind the women I took it as a sign that my test had been graded.

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I was expecting to walk into the office with Mr Altman with an apology and a second physics test graded at 100 percentage. (I may have had a slight ego.) What I wasn't expecting was him meeting me at the front desk with a beaming smile.

"Evangeline , lovely to see you again." Mr Altam says taking a step towards me. "Right this way."

Walking into his office rather than see Mr Yates I saw a familiar blonde ponytail.

"Pip what are you doing here, is everything alright?" Last time my sister had come to school mum had died and I really didn't want to repeat that even if the only other parent in my life was dad. Pip wouldn't just leave work unless it was an emergency.