Is It Meant To Be (Under major editing again)

Chapter 30

William's P.o.v

My mom told me that she was always depressed about the fact that Christopher and I were always distant from her and our dad, but that is not true!

Flashback 6 years ago

"Whoa, she's a hot one...you think she's into me?" I asked my brother while staring at this hot girl who was walking around looking independent in the most hottest way.

"Everyone is into you, stupid." Christopher commented, while walking up to the girl.

"Whoa, whoa, wait!" I yelled after him, while running after him, but getting cut off by my father.

"Hey, why'd ya do that for!" I yelled to my dad while getting up from the floor since the impact made me fall. "Your mother told me to get you two, to come inside and do your homework." My dad told me like I cared.

I looked passed him and saw a smirk on Christopher's face while the girl looks like she saw the cutest thing ever.

"Hey! That's supposed to be my spotlight!" I yelled while pushing aside my dad and trying to run towards the both of them, but he got ahold of my arm. "Let go of me! He's flirting with my girl!" I yell while dragging my arm from him, but he doesn't let go. Instead, he looks at the girl and looks at me, then shakes his head.

He pulled me towards where Christopher and the girl are. "Oh my gosh! You have a clone!" The girl yelled while looking at the both of us. "Uh--no." Christopher answered sharply while looking at me with sudden anger.

"Oh because according to..." The girl started to say, but trailed off when my dad grabbed Christopher's arm with his other hand. "I'm sorry about my boys, it seems like they are having a competition to win you over." My dad apologizes making heat rays leave my body. The girl looked at me for a long while, then at my dad with a serious face.

"Oh really?" She asks, while walking up to where Christopher is. "Well..." She started, but her hand interrupted her when it connected with Christopher's face. "...I don't like..." Then she comes up to me and smacks me so hard that I feel like her palm is carrying some of my skin. "...guys who act like that." Then she walked off with her backpack over her back.

I look at my dad, so angry, but then the girl's voice brings my eyes back to her, "Oh, and you...stop freaking looking at me in class. Everyone knows that you're a manwhore." She was looking right at me when she made that statement. Right at me.

My dad dragged us away from the scene and into our house once the girl walked away from us. He let go of us and locked the front door. "Now get to work." My dad commanded, then left us alone.

"Damn, that girl called you and manwhore and slapped the life out of you. I feel bad for you. That slap was so powerful, that I actually felt it." Christopher stated, while looking sorry for me. I walked to my bookbag and took out my homework folder. "It's because of dad." I mumbled.

"True." Christopher agreed, while taking out his homework folder, too.

My mom came downstairs and went into the kitchen. "You guys hungry? Want some spaghetti and meat sauce?" My mom asked from the kitchen.

"Mom, dad embarrassed us and he messed up my chance with a hot girl." I complained, walking into the kitchen, still holding my folder.

"Sweetie, you know that at 4:30 you have to start your homework." My mom said, still not taking her eyes off of what she was cooking. "I know, but he didn't have to embarrass us like that!" I yelled, while throwing my folder across the room. "Sweetie, just calm down and fix the situation tomorrow at school." My mom calmly advised to me while scolding me.