The Perks Of Being A Troublemaker

Chapter 9

Hiya. Just telling you, I'm suck at describing things so...it doesn't feel realistic. Which is bad. But....I'm getting better at it? I don't know. Anyway. The theme song for this chapter is The Kids Aren't Alright by Fall Out Boy.

And with the big banners raised
As the crooked smiles fade
Former heroes who quit too late
Who just wanna fill up the trophy case again

And in the end
I'd do it all again
I think you're my bestfriend
Don't you know that the kids aren't al-kids aren't alright?
I'm yours
When it rains it pours
Stay thirsty like before
Don't you know that the kids aren't al-,kids aren't alright?

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"Babe, that's so sweet!" Grace heard someone, more precisely a girl exclaimed cheerfully then followed by a giggle as soon as she walk down the stairs to the basement. What lay in front of her is such a disgusting sight. Gabriel and a blonde chick is entangled in a sheet on the sofa, naked.

I sit on that. Disgusting.

"Gabriel." Grace called. Gabriel groaned in returned. "Take your clothes and get out of here, slut." Grace snapped at the stupid giggling blonde.

"What!? Babe, why did she called me that?" She whined loudly making Grace felt like punching her.

"Just get out of my house!" Grace screamed angrily. Luckily her mom isn't at home today.

"Babe." She whined again, urging Gabriel to say something.

"Just take your clothes and go home." Gabriel said then get up from the sofa before slipping on his shirt and boxers. He slowly walk to the stairs and never be seen. He knew he will hear my opinions later.

"You're a bitch. You're not even his real sister. And you are just the same as me. A slut." She said, words full of venom which didn't really affect Grace. Grace was used to insults that she did not care much about it. Words no longer kill her.

"Oh. Please. I'm not even a little bit the same as you. I don't have sex with every single guy who walk on earth. And besides, you are not even his girlfriend. I don't see why you are acting so shallow." Grace insulted, and she was stung by Grace' poison. It wasn't even her greatest insult. She got up, wear her clothes before stomping her feet up the stairs. Then Grace heard the sound of banging door coming from upstairs. She smirked in victory before going up the stairs.

"That's the third time already." Grace started as soon as she sees Gabriel. "You're lucky it was me. What if it was Cal? This whole thing is a nuisance. Why did you keep doing it!? There's actually a reason why people created bedroom." Grace said sarcastically. "Everyone had already set a bad example for him. I don't want him acting like one. Next time, think, Gabriel. Think. Using your brain. Not your dick." Grace said angrily before walking out of the house and slammed the door.

She can't stay long in that house. It made her suffocated with the atmosphere. She crave the fresh air outside. Walking down the pavement, she sees a middle-aged couple laughing while his wife is watering the flowers. Their kids run around the lawn, laughing with joy.

It's been too long since Grace last experience that. She hate to admit it but she miss it. Every laughter and every memories their family created together before.

Dad had always been their family's sticher. The one who stick us togethet in order for us to become a family. He was the best father figure Grace could ever have. She even accepted him as her own father. Seeing Grace had known him for ten years. It took mom five years to convince him to marry her. Eventhough Grace hate the idea of having a dad at all at that time, but she accepted Michael to be his dad. When Grace was seven years old, mom get married to Michael. Automatically, the two of us became the six of us. Emmanuel, being the eldest had always been a little bit tough but nicest to Grace. While Gabriel only show his immature act, Rafael would be the one to apologise as if feeling guilty for the way Gabriel treat her.