U.T.C - (undercover | teenage | criminals) {C.B}

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Taylor POV

"So Taylor, what do you think?" My dad asked me, waking me from my thoughts.

I shook my head, "sorry what?"

"What do you think?" He replied raising his eyebrows, "about moving to a public school for this year."

I returned a sour look, "dad, no! What the heck?"

"No?" He looked mad.

"I mean," my voice lowered,"what I'm trying to say is that I've spent 17 years without a school. Can't I at least just spend this last year homeschooled again?"

My dad sighed deeply.

My family was a rich family. My dad owned his own company which was very successful and mum worked as a doctor. So I had very high standards set for my future. I was the only child because my parents wanted to focus on one child's life, so that child's future could be perfect.

My parents would always tell me of how lucky I am to have parents like them.

But late last year, dads stocks descended suddenly and mum had to transition her work to a different location which majorly decreased her pay.

So I couldn't be homeschooled anymore. And you may think 'you're a teenager! Shouldn't you WANT to be socialising at that age?'. But that's entirely the thing.

I don't WANT to socialise!

When I talk to my cousin (who goes to a public school) she just always talks about makeup, trends and glittery heels. But I have NON of those things!

So in this phase of life, we weren't living the filthy rich life anymore. But that didn't stop my parents on keeping their high standards with me.

"-Taylor, you know we don't have the money for homeschooling! Can't you understand that?" My dad frowned in frustration.

"I do but -"

"No! you're going ok? Whether you like it, or not." My dad slammed his fist on the table and then left.

My mum exchanged her presence with my dad's and sat on the table with me.

My dads anger always, and I mean always, broke my heart. It always felt like he never ever cared about my emotions and always dumped his anger on me.

"Taylor," my mum sighed sadly and grabbed my my hand as I sobbed quietly.

"Mum! I don't wanna go!" I cried out in her face.

"But your fathers right, honey." She said in defeat, "We're low on money for homeschooling."

But I knew that she didn't really care about what I wanted anyway.

"But didn't you both wanted me to have a great future? To be smart?!" I threw my hands in the air.

"Taylor I'm sure you can be smart and still go to a public school."

I groaned in agony.

A tear rolled down my cheek, "how could you just let him talk you in like that?"

"Taylor we are talking about the facts here. Not the opinion!" She shouted.

The heaviness in my heart wanted to burst.