Just a Game (Watty Awards) (HOLD)

Chapter 3: Little twists

Chapter 3: Little twists

"Alright, if we're done here then we better go. We are wanted in Italy." he said smirking. "Time to see how well you can lie sis." he said smiling. "Pretty well actually. I learned from you, didn't I." I scoffed putting on my shades to cover my puffy eyes. My sorrow was gone now, it was replaced by anger. I was stupid to cry, I do so much better with revenge. I will make Ian pay...right after this little bet with my brother.

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"Welcome to Italy. Enjoy your stay guys." Our pilot Jim said. If your wondering how I know his name, well this is our private jet. One of the many upsides of being a billionaires daughter. Besides I was an upraising model and I need some way of getting to the pageants and modeling places. Oh that and ways to get to our various vacations, business trips, etcetc. We departed into the airport. Our Ferrari was waiting in the front and since, technically I only had a permit, my manic driver of a brother, had to drive. When I said manic, I mean it. I was gritting my teeth and digging my nails into the leather seat as he braked, shutting my eyes really tight trying to block of the impact. It didn't help at all, I jerked forward, hitting the stereo. I groaned loudly earning a chuckle from my brother. "We're here." he said in a sing sang voice. I scowled at him, getting out. "Your crazy, I swear all the other drives were cursing at us." I said shaking my head. "Well they can go...SUCK IT!" he shouted as if the other drivers can somehow hear him. "Nice to see you too son." my dad greeted in his half american, half Italian accent. Emerging, from what I saw as my grandmothers house. Yes, my dad was Italian and my mother was australian. They met, on a double date their friends set them up on, and from there, it just clicked for them. They're story was full of twists and problems that only seemed to bring them closer and now they were married and still in love after 18 years the age of my brother. Yea, they had my brother 7 months after their marriage, go figure. Our names were probably the most complicated thing for them, because my father wanted something italianish and my mom wanted something Australianish. That's why they compromised. First child, my brother, my dad would pick the first name, Jake and my mother would pick the middle name, Austin. For their second child, me, my mother would pick the first name Caitlyn and my father would pick my middle name, Mariah (pronounced Marie-Ah) So everyone my fathers side would call us his name and my mother side would call us the ones she named us with. Our friends would call us Catie and Jake or Both name put together. "Daddy!" I squeaked hugging him. "Mariah." he said spinning me around, like he did when I was younger. I was still giggling as he set me down. My father was a little stricter than my mother, but very wholehearted and kind. He was everything a girl could wish for in a father. He never jumped to conclusions before knowing our side of the story and always seemed to be there when we needed him. Oh, that and I was his little girl so I got out of most of my problems lighter than my brother. Same for my mother, except she was humorous and playful whereas dad was a little more serious and businesslike at times. "Dad." Jake said, man hugging him. "Jake." he said imitating his tone and smiling.

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Turns out we were having family night, as a dinner at grandmothers house. It was an old colonial house located in the upper part of Italy. The outside it looked old and grand while the inside was modern and artistic like. The outside also had a great view of the city, since my grandmothers house was located on top of a hill, you had a clear view of the gorgeous city lights and the beautyful city streets.

My mom read it in somewhere that normal teenagers need to be near family regularly or problems will occur in the future, most caused by isolation. "Where the hell did she hear that?" my brother muttered under his breath. I chuckled, it wasn't that we didn't love our grandmother, quite the opposite of that it was just the statement was absurd. Like last month my mother made my Dad take us fishing because it was good child 'bonding'. It would have been a good trip, if my father, Jake, or I knew how to fish. We all ended up pulling out someones pants and a lot of tree branches with our bad casting. That was just one of the many things my mother does to keep this family normal. To not let us be effected to much by our status and what our parents did for work. Even if my father was a famous business man and my mother was a model, we were still there every week for family time and we still went on vacations regularly. My mother never took no for an answer. If I had a school project, she would speak to the teacher about it. If Jake had Tryouts (he was aiming for a professional athlete career. How he gets in, when he comes to school late almost everyday is beyond my concern. I think it was because he was late so often the principle made a deal with him.) she would talk to the couch about it. If dad had a buessiness deal, she told him to cancel it. So right now this was family time. Something my brother and I were dragged to ever Thursday of every week. Right now I needed to stay calm. My plan was to act normal, I didn't want them to know about me crying. All I had to do was smile and keep the shades on and hope my parents don't see through it. Act normal, act normal. My brain kept chanting over and over again, so it wasn't a big surprise that I wasn't really following the conversation. "Catie?" my mother questioned loudly. "Um, yeah." I said snapping out of my enchantment. "Siciclia's here!" my mother exclaimed with a tight smile. Oh, my, this evening just got a whole lot more eventful, I thought bored. Sici was my annoying cousin, who thought she was the queen of everything. She was everything stupid, girly, and whiney that you can think of in one. How someone so despicable was put into one person was beyond me. Unfortunately she was my fathers sisters daughter so, I couldn't snap at her in public. My mother disliked her, because she always tried to beat me. She was ok at first, telling me some healthy competition would do me good, but then Sici went onto doing more extreme things, like trying to dye my hair when I was asleep before I went modeling, 'misplacing' my clothes in the trash can, but the thing that really ticked her off was when she tried to cover her face and pass off as me to a reporter. Luckily, for me the reporter was my mothers friend and called before she published the bogus about me. Sici who was completely unaware stood there like the idiot she was, and waited till we arrived as the reporter fake questioned her buying us enough time to get there. My mothers expression was priceless, she threatened to tell her mother, but Sici cried her heart out and my mother warned her, not to pull anymore stunts about me. "Yeah! Sici's here." my brother said sarcastically. He wasn't very fond of her either. He had one simple rule; only he was allowed to make my life miserable. We were siblings so it was ok but when someone else steps in, he gets over protective. It's strange but made me feel the slightest but of respect for him, at least he wasn't all bad. Ian was different though, my brother never interferes with my relationships. We have a deal I never cone into his relations and visa versa. So he'll still be besties with Ian. They are like brothers, and we've known each other since we were babies. (out parents were buessiness partners) I felt a pang of pain through my heart when I thought about him. This feeling was new and undefinable except for very painful not physical but emotional. No, I thought firmly he will get what he deserves after. Just then, Sici walked into the dining room with the biggest, most evilest grin possible and I didnt understand why till I looked past her at the person behind the witch. No. Not possible. I felt that familiar indescribable feeling. He looked like he was in pain too. Ha! Yeah right, to him this was all an act...right? I didn't know how hurtful this evening was going to get till Sicicilia said "Everyone, I would like to introduce Ian Richard Riay, my new boyfriend." I must say kudos on her part, because I really didn't see this one.

A:N: well I finally got the part up. Sorry it took so long...having some writers block...but now I got the swing. Btw to all te ihybycslm fans new chappie is written but my editor is finishing editing still do please bare with me. Oh n if u see the magazine comment any where no copy right intended...I seriously pulled it out of my head so I don't know if it is an actual comment. But if it is no copy right intend. So yeah I want some ice cream does anyone else feel that way? N finals r nxt week so idk when the next updtr will be.hope u luved this through. Please excuse grammar. So yeah...COMMENT AND VOTE:) please? ;)