Fine Mess

Chapter 9

Saturday came by faster than I thought it would. The week had mostly constituted of me going to the library to help out and cleaning the cafeteria and also glares from Ashley that could melt diamond. Yes, diamond.

I had also become popular and received congratulations from most of the people who hated Ashley. Aubrey and Jen felt extremely guilty for not watching Mel ... I don't really blame them though but then because of their guilt they don't try to force me on anymore shopping trips so I think I might just hold onto his.

Jace and I, have pretty much gone back to arguing and disagreeing on everything. But I guess now it's not with hatred, just with annoyance.

Chris has stuck by me the whole time and apparently he feels guilty too for some reasons unknown to me. He wasn't even there.

Just generally everyone has been cautious around me afraid that I'll burst any minute and go chasing after Ashley. I'm over it. I was mad then but I'm ok now. It was beginning to become infuriating how people were acting so delicate around me like I would break any moment.

My dad, well he didn't ground me. When he asked me why I beat the fake plastic bimbo witch up, I told him the truth. Then he asked me if I broke any part of her body. When I responded with a no he told me that he was disappointed in me because after 2 years of karate training I couldn't break at least her nose.

So now here I am, lying on my bed wondering why my life sucks so much and why I'm going to be killed by aunt Jenny when I'm asleep. Then the doorbell rung. The witch has arrived.

I walked as slowly as I possibly could to the front door and slapped myself twice. Oh! I'm not in a nightmare.

I opened the door for her at the same time putting on the biggest falsest smile and said

"Hi aunt Jenny it's so great that you could make it"

"Well I wouldn't miss it for the world"

Yeah I think we all know. I had to admit she looked really good. My aunt might be a horrendous, dead souled, devil spawned, evil fake witch but she was not bad looking.

"Aren't you going to invite me in"

No I'd rather you fell in a bottomless pit.

"Of course come in"

"So where's your dad?"

"I have no idea I think maybe he went out ..Yeah I think he had to can-"

"Jenny there you are"

Eh, it was worth a shot.

"Hi Philip I was just looking for you"

"You look amazing"

"Oh this old thing, I just grabbed it from my closet"

I bet one hundred dollars she spent four hours searching for the dress. And why so much cleavage. It's not a boob convention. It's a dinner.

"So Philip, how are you holding up after Anna's death" aunt Jenny asked

"We've been fine thank you very much" I replied for my dad.

"Oh, I know you are fine but I was asking your father"

"Well I feel his every emotion and believe me we are fine"

Ok that was creepy.

There must have been some tension in the air because my dad cleared his throat and said " Em the dining room is this way"

We both walked towards the dining room sending fake smiles to each other. Maybe If we continued his fake friendship dinner might not be so bad.

30 minutes later