Ria

is it just me,or is it the race?

Ria's POV

It would seem this BOP(battle of the popular) was working in my favor, my ratings on the school website  had increased , it wasn't seventy to thirty any longer it was fifty five to forty five, and the polls were gradually increasing in my favour, if it continues like this I would meet up with brie and even surpass her in no time at all, I felt  like jumping but that would just be weird.
School was over  and there wasn't really anything to do, tyra was going to her ballet class and harry, I don't really know what he was doing, this was like the first afternoon I had free in like ages, it felt good not to do anything and not planning to do anything.

As I got home, I decided not having anything to do or look forward to was boring. After the euphoria of being free, the boredom had come crashing on the doors. I looked round the house ,it was empty, I missed my mum and sister even though she could be a bit obnoxious at times.

With nothing to do ,I decided to check the school's website again, if there was any thing that caught my interest and boy was I in for a shocker.

RACE TO THE DEATH OR JUST TO HARRY

Another recent information has come to the knowledge of your ever faithful author of this column and I couldn't wait to share it with all of you. It would seem our battle of the popular has gotten more intense with the race of harry against Honoria on the  26th of this month, we don't know the main details yet but what we can assure you all of is that its going to be one hell of a race.
Check on later for more updates on the battle of the popular.

I didn't know how my race with harry has come to public knowledge but what I do know is that a lot of people are going to loose a whole lot of cash. Students at the school bet on everything and anything, it could be as trivia as what they were going to serve in the cafeteria to who would win at the annual all states championship. When you put a bunch of rich kids together what do you expect.

I was sure some bets had already gone done as to who would win miss popularity this year. The actually campaigning hasn't yet began but it soon would, making each of the candidates a public pleaser, if the students at students wanted a race well they got one.

The phone suddenly rang, pulling me out of my reverie, I wanted to ignore the call but with nothing else to do, I decided to pick it up, and I wish I hadn't when I heard who was on the line.

"Audrey"
It was only my father that called me Audrey instead of ria.
"Father" I replied my voice sounding a bit squeaky. I haven't spoken to my father in a long time except to demand some things like my car for example.
"How are you doing" he sounded like he cared.
"Fine father,would you mind telling me why you called,I know I haven't spent more than my monthly allowance, so what is it?"
"Is a crime for a father to want to speak to his daughter" he said.
"No father,it's just am busy right now." I lied, I want busy in fact I had nothing to do but nothing sure hell beats talking to my father.

"Okay, I just wanted to check up on you and tell you am coming home soon"
"Why?" I sure I fairly screamed
"I think its time we are family again" contrary to popular believe my parents weren't divorced they were just estranged and my father pops in once in a while and that has been a very long while, what could be causing this change of heart.

"You know that's bullshit"
"Watch your language young lady" only my father can chastise at a time like this.
"Why now?"I felt like crying or hurling the phone across the room but I did neither and waited for his response.
" we would talk when I come home"he said with a sigh
"Yes father" and the line went dead.

I was just starting to get my life back together, it was over five years now and I was just starting to think maybe I won't see him again or or or, I don't know. I knew on a subconscious level I didn't want my parents to get a divorce but a lot of hurt was still in me.
I walked towards the kitchen to get a glass of water,cause I felt the beginnings of an headache, all the unshed tears in my eyes were taking its toll on me.
As I sat down , I played all the happy  memories of my childhood , if anyone was daddy's girl I was it. If you looked for the meaning of the word daddy's girl into he dictionary ,I was sure my picture would have been there beside the defintion.