Don't [Ashton Irwin]

1 - "Sweet Saint Maria"

A\N - English isn't my first language so just for you to know that my grammar isn't good, so if you have like major problem with that kind of writing, so this story is not for you (if anybody would like to tell me where my writing isn't well, it would really help me, thank you).

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Maria POV:

"why aren't you eating your dinner, maria?" my father asked me the third time tonight after i didn't answer all the other times. "I'm not hungry" i said coldly, avoiding his gaze, but i did told the truth. "Maria Eva Greyson" he throw his fork on the table as he looked at me with one of his annoying and arrogant looks, what is your problem?

"What?" i snapped at him and he flinched slightly but didn't change his facial expression .

"Just pleas don't start again with your problems" he said in no feelings i open my mouth slightly in shock as he called my depressive disorder "problems". I closed my mouth quickly, and throwed the napkin i was playing with on the empty plate, "I'm done with this dinner" that sentence was the last sentence that been said past the dinner as i walked upstairs and slammed hard after i was inside of it. I wasn't taking my father words hard and i have never waste my time on thinking on his words or cry that i have never got love from my father as other kids got, because i can't say more than that i just don't care from him anymore. What was hurting me most of the time, was my mother. Her silence in the house, it's almost scared me. She never did once protect me from my father words, i don't really know what happened her past those few years, she stopped living, maybe not physically but metaphorically. Quickly without me noticing, i fell asleep with headphones plug to my ears.

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"What took you so long?" Charlotte asked as i got into the back sit of her car. "Good morning to you too" i said simply as i put my sit belt and putting the bag near the door of the car. "Hi" Andrea, that was on the front sit smiled as she said and i replay with a "hi" back. "you know you don't have to wear a sit belt, right?" i knew that but yeah i don't take risks. "Always, wear sit belt Charlotte, Always!" both of them always laughed about me and my safety mind, "god Mar, remind me why aren't you a teacher?" Andrea asked me, since they both know i always wanted to work as a teacher. "Father said it isn't good job for my future" i said in annoyed voice, starting to get mad at my father and his decision i won't work in the education category. "You want to tell me you didn't knew that teachers are poor people?" i said in sarcasm, copying my father words. "Like my mother told last week" Andrea spoke as she fixed her hair in the mirror "Money is the road for happiness" none of us believed in that sentence but all of our parents did. "Yeah right" Charlotte said under her breath, rolling her eyes to that sentence.

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As usuall, there weren't anything special in that sucking university, because well as my father said one day after that one time i said to myself that university is boring as hell and didn't notice he was right behind me, reading newspaper - "It's supposed to be like that, you aren't there for fun, you are there to be successful" not removing his eyes from the paper and after that he also add "and keep that dirty mouth to yourself, young lady".

Charlotte dropped me off at my house right after the day end, said she'll call me and Andrea when she will be finishing her assignment we got. Charlotte and Andrea were my best friends since grade 7th, since then people couldn't separate us, even in school trips, even that there were only two sits, we sat in three, without the naive teachers knowing. All of the teachers thought that if we were smart we were also good kids, so they wouldn't even check the back of the bus, the boys next to us brought phones and watched porn. Yeah, gross.

Till middle school, the elementary school was okay, every student was okay, nice (most of them) teacher weren't stupid and arrogant, and it wasn't referred as 'Private Junior high school for gifted students'. When i got to that ' Private Junior high school for gifted students' school i thought at first, okay it won't be that bad. But yes it was. All the kids there were... i can't find the right word, oh wait. all the kids there were my father but in the younger version. The worst part was that we only learned the most boring subjects ever. it was math, physics, and some anther class where we learned how to talk right in English and some how to act politely and have the right manners. Then in high school there wasn't any change beside that they removed the junior and added us anther subject that was business administration. And that's how it went on, we went after high school to that university we are now, and what we learning is only business administration, to be successful one day like our parents.

Charlotte, Andrea and I met also on the second day, we were sitting next to each other in some auditorium in the school, as the school principal gave a speech about money and success and how we are lucky to stand where we are, we all rolled our eyes at him and we did funny dubbing his funny hand movements. our laugh was the only voice that was heard beside the principal's.

We were the first and only student that got expelled that year. We didn't cared at all, but when the principal invited our parents to a meeting, we cared as hell.

"knock knock" my father voice interrupted me in remembering old memories, "I'm here to tell you we have an event tomorrow, don't make any plans" he said and left my room. I don't how or why i'm thinking that every time he come in my room, he might ask me how my day was, or how do i feel today, but no, i need to expect less from my father more than i already do.

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"Hi Msr. Hemmings" i greeted politely Charlotte's mother, i guess she were the less worst than all of our parents, "Hello girls, how are you?" she asked in a nice smile and than all of us said we were okay or fine, and thanked her for asking. As we went upstairs, to Charlotte's room, her brother just got out his room, shirtless. Charlotte's brother was a pretty boy with nice abs, messy blonde hair, and blue eyes that could make you shiver. he was hot.

Luke and Charlotte weren't look a like beside their blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm not saying Charlotte weren't pretty or beautiful -which was the same thing- because she is. "Luke, can you wear a damn shirt for only once in your life?" me and Andrea giggled behind Charlotte, and look just smirked, and rolled his eyes. "I'm sure nobody has a problem with that" he looked behind his sister, looking at me and Andrea and winking. "hey Andrea" he said and than went downstairs. Ouch.

"My mom is going to business trip till Monday, want to do something?" Charlotte asked as she jumped on her bad and Andrea and I sat on her comfortable carpet. "Let's do a sleepover" i said and from some reason they at me like i said something wrong. "why are you looking at me like this?"

"Oh sweet saint Maria" Charlotte looked at me like she was looking at a puppy, and i am no saint, i once stayed awake all night without my parents knowing and drank beer, well i stopped after one sip mostly because i didn't like the taste of it but it still count. now do you call that a saint? "You know what, Come here on Friday and i will do all the work of bring fun to this place" Charlotte looked at us excited, What this crazy lady is planning?

"Are you coming tomorrow evening?" I changed the subject fast, i already knew the answer but yeah i didn't want Charlotte keep talking, I'm seriously afraid of what she's planning. They both nod, "Like we have a choice" Andrea said, "My mom is making me wearing those annoying, uncomfortable dresses" All of our mothers did, but at least mine would be quite like she always do and give me the choice to choose the annoying, uncomfortable dress. I already knew what i would wear, it was a white dress, and it have cuts on the side, shows a little bit of my waist. "My mom would probably try to set me up one of those rich snobs guys again, she always does that on events" Andrea complained, it was to sad to watch those boys chasing her and at the end of the evening getting a harsh insult from Andrea, even though i would wish some boy, anyone would chase me and try to make me mine. Wait, not anyone, there are really creepy people in this world.

"Poor boys, why aren't you trying giving one of them a little chance?" Charlotte asked her, "Well, i got my eyes on someone else" I don't know if Charlotte was blind or deaf or anything, or maybe she just didn't want to believe one of her best-friends got a crush on her brother.

We all kept talking about random stuff that just came up our minds until my dad called and Andrea's too and told us to come home. In my walk back home i have no idea why but i kept thinking about the event that was going to be tomorrow, why do i have a feeling like something going to happen tomorrow?

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