Inheritance Of Secrets

Do you know how to count?

"Why did you give her your letter?"

"Because I thought she might be able to figure something out, you know since you won't help me," he smirked. Jameson Hawthorne was bound to get himself killed one day. I kind of wish Avery called security on him and got him kicked out of this godforsaken house.

"Not my puzzle to solve Jamie."

"Show me your letter then we'll see."

"No," we both slid into the car. It was good that Jameson was trying to pull me in on this mystery. It distracted me from certain conversations with bossy blondes.

"You read my letter," Jameson said to Avery as he slid into the backseat with me. I don't really think she was paying too much attention to him. She was probably freaked out about all the stupid security protocols and functions of this dumb car.

"Xander need a ride?" Oren asked from the driver's seat, looking at us through the mirror.

"Xan goes to school early on Fridays," I say to him, "Extracurricular activity."

Oren turned his gaze to Avery "You okay having company?"

"It's fine," Is what Avery said. But what she didn't say is "I think Jameson scares me because I am attracted to him and there is a slight chance he is related to me." luckily they are most likely not related. 

Oren turned the key in the ignition and then looked back to stare at me and Jameson, "She's the package," he told Jameson. "If there's an incident..."

"You save her first," Jameson finished. He kicked a foot up on the centre console and reclined against the door. "Grandfather always said Hawthorne males have nine lives. I can't possibly have burned through more than five of mine."

"Dying isn't really my specialty so I'm sure I will be perfectly fine," I really am feeling snarky today.

Oren turned back to the front and put the car in drive, and then we were off. I could hear the roar of the paparazzi as we open the gets to get to school. They were all hoping to catch a glimpse of the new Hawthorne heiress. I looked at Avery. She seemed slightly uncomfortable with the fact that there were so many people waiting for her. She was used to being invisible only being seen by a rare few individuals.

I watched as Avery reached into her bag and pulled out a paper, which I assumed to be her letter.

"Here." she said to Jameson.

"I showed you mine," Jameson said with a smirk. "You show me yours," he looked over his shoulder to face me, " Hey Anna maybe you can learn something about sharing information."

"Shut up and read her letter Jameson"

For once in his life he did. "That's it?" he asked Avery.

She nodded; both of them had the same face of curiosity. they both wanted to understand whatever was in that letter.

"Any idea what he's apologising for?" Jameson asked. "Any great and anonymous wrongs in your past?"

Tobias Hawthorne apologised? Why? From what I know about Avery there is nothing that could be his fault. Unless its about something that's going to happen. Her new life as the world's riches teenager. 

"One." She swallowed, she was about to talk about her mum dying now. "But unless you think your grandfather is responsible for my mum having an extremely rare blood type and ending up way too low on the transplant list, he's probably in the clear."

Her mother was probably the hardest topic for Avery to talk about with other people. It was a key moment that shaped her as the kid who just dealt with her life till she was able to make it better for herself.