Dangerous Lovers (BeckFreen)

11- Mission Two: Ongoing

School again. Yay.

Everything so far is going wrong ever since I've met Freen. Even Irin won't talk to me after yesterday. She's sulking for no reason at all and all I did was not want her to talk about my rival.

So that's just fantastic.

See the thing is, I don't like admitting things when I'm in the wrong. Yeah I know that's pathetic, but I hate it. So instead of agreeing, I decide to snap back. My pride is too much sometimes but that's how I was raised. Especially by my father.

I get out of bed slowly, trying to make sure I savour the last bit of staying in my warm bed before getting ready. I look at the clock. 6:00am. I groan in response, grabbing my pillow and covering it my face, trying so hard not to scream the whole house down. After a few more minutes of staying like this, I throw the pillow back onto the bed and I get ready for the day.

You know the usual, getting dressed, sorting my hair out and brushing my teeth. I walk into my large wardrobe to choose something to wear. To be honest, I can't be bothered and I don't even care if I walk into the school looking ragged up. I just want to get day over with so I can come back and jump into my bed and sleep for the rest of the day.

I grab a white fitted shirt and some black ripped jeans, quickly getting dressed into them. I then head to my mirror to style my hair for the day. I tie it up in a loose bun, allowing a few strands of hair to fall onto my face.

Done. Not too smart looking but not too lazy looking as well. Perfect. I grab my bag and I exit my room, rushing down the stairs for breakfast.

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I throw my bag near the front door before heading into the kitchen to see my father, mother and Richie all sitting down. Great. I curse under my breath before ignoring the three of them and grabbing something simple to eat.

A protein bar and my water for the day. Nothing too extravagant since I want to get out this kitchen before any of them starts to scold me for no reason at all. That's just my family I guess.

Richie sips his coffee, his eyes narrowing slightly before smirking at me. "Well ain't you in a hurry to school." He teases making both my parents look up at me. Fuck sake Richie.

I open my protein bar, biting into a big piece and chewing as fast as I can. My father raises an eyebrow. "Richie's right. Why you eating like that Rebecca? You're never like this when it's school." I roll my eyes. Well maybe that's just because I don't have to rush because you're already at work and mom and Richie and have already gone out for the day, father.

Oh I wish that's what I can say.

Instead, I sallow harshly, barely allowing the protein bar go down my oesophagus before shrugging. "Why does it matter?" I ask, my tone harsher than expected. He narrows his eyes like Richie did a moment ago. A dominant glint in his eyes. "I'm not saying it matters. I'm just stating an opinion. Something wrong with that Rebecca?" My jaw clenches at his sarcasm but I don't respond. I won't give him the satisfaction of responding to him.

I shove the full on protein bar in my mouth before leaving the kitchen heading to the front door. I put my shoes on and I throw my bag onto my back before leaving, not wanting to be in this house any longer.

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-school-

I pace against my locker, many thoughts rushing to my head. Nam leans against the locker beside me, having a disdain look on her face. I turn towards her in frustration. "Should I talk to Rebecca in homeroom?" I ask but before she can respond I shake my head vigorously, running my hands through my hair and pulling it slightly in a hurry.