"your not going out with you dad dressed like that though" she said to me. looked at what i was wearing and shook her head, "something more classy" she muttered. i wasent going to wear a ball gown for god sake dad was probably takeing me to see a movie or get something to eat. i ran back up stairs and closed the door. i took off my skirt and sliped on my black leggings nd long sleaved purple jumper.
i looked at the bed and saw the creases we had made. why am i always fucking thinking about him? he's a nobody, i don't even know why i bother if he's just gonna leave like that. and whats up with his fake glasses. and hwo is he so strong he can dent a metel bin but he cant fight zak? Then i heard the door bell go. "Marcel?" said to myself jogging downstairs but i opened the door to dad. "whats up buttercup? you dont look too happy to see me?" he pouted when i sighed.
"i am dad, i just thought you where someone else." i muttered. i looked over to mum who was standing behind me. "okay mum, love you" i smiled to her before walking out quickly. "whats her problem? moody bitch" dad laughed makeing me laugh too. "nah, she's just cross with you, what did you do anyway?" i asked him as he started the car and i got in the passenger side. "i really have no idea, i think i came home to late or something, if she didn't make me work so hard i wouldent have too" he chuckled as we headed down the road.
a few conversations later we where in the town. "where are we going dad?" i asked him looking at all the chippys and neon signs. "a new little reastarant called clamshell, all seafood and stuff" he smiled as we parked at the side of the road. i got out and the city smells whurled around me and i heard laughing and cheering everywhere. "i love going out dad" i grined to him as i linke my right arm with his. "i do too rose" he smiled down at me. i smiled as we enterered a little restarant witch must me clamshell. it was a cute little place with big lobster tanks everywhere. we sat at the table beside the window even though there wasent much to see.
"so dad, why dont you go back to mum, im sure she would be happy" i smiled an my dad got our menus out. "well thats the thing babe, i wont be going back to anyone. im moving to calafornia" he sighed looking at the menu and reading. "what?!" i cried out and dad shooshed me.. "well, we are.i want you to come with me." my dad asked me looking up for a second. "thats 'too much to ask dad" i sighed trying to take it all in. "does mum know?" i asked him. "not everythngs about your mum rose" he snorted. "dad, yeah not everything but she still loves you" i said to him and he looked up at me.
"hey im mandy, can i take you order?" the waitress asked before her breath hitched. "doc?" she asked and my dad looked up. "cake face? oh my god!" my dad laughed with her. have i missed something? i coughed and they both looked at me. "mandy this is rose, my doutgher, and rose, this is mandy, my high school love " he smiled as she smiled at me. i played with me nails while they cought up with old times, then she started twiddeling with her hair and batting her eye lashes, laughing. i needed to get home. "da, i dont feel so good, i think im gonna be sick" i faked. before i knew it, we where waking home again.
"take it too the streets!" i heard someone shout in frount or us and then two men stumbled out of a pub. they staggered about so they where obviously drunk.
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Marcel's secret.
FanfictionI followed Marcel around the school grounds quietly. He was muttering stuff to himself and stomping though i don't think he ment it, for a school nerd he was quite tall. I stopped as he reached the big bins at the back of the school. I felt uneasy b...
