moondust | p. pan

f o u r

It's been about a week since the last letter came. Mother hasn't found it yet. Today she asked me to get the mail again, like usual. When I didn't see another scented letter I was disappointed. that letter was the only interesting thing happening in my life currently. It doesn't matter though. I shouldn't indulge in this joke. I'll only end up coming out looking stupid if I, well, hope its not a joke. Because this stupid letter being a joke is the only reasonable explanation.

I planted myself in my room like a usually do after school and finished all the dreadful homework my science teacher gave us.

"Dinner!" My mother called from the kitchen.

You think most hormonal, growing teens would enjoy meal time. But not me. It's like eating with the devil himself, if he was a forty-something year old mother.

Upon hearing her voice I rush to the dining table and sit on my uncomfortable wooden seat. while waiting for her and my step-father to join me I bury my heard in my hands and close my tired eyes.

"Are you sleeping at the table?!" my mother questions.

I look up to see her in her all polished glory. She wears a green knee length printed dress and her brown hair in a tight bun. Her porcelain skin didn't have a wrinkle in sight to blemish in sight. she could be described by some as elegant and beautiful. Although, the fact that she was stunning did not make me like her.

"Um no I was closing m eyes," I mumble quickly.

She gives me a look of disgust and calls Richard. He joins us shortly, in all his tall and oily slicked black (dyed of course) hair glory, rubbing is stomach in anticipation for the home cooked meal.

"So," my step-father begins once ever begins to eat. "How's school, Zoey?"

Occasionally when I look at him and my mother I can feel this heavy weight in my chest. I miss dad. My mother married fast and became even more cruel and harsh to me. sometimes i feel like cinderella and she's the evil step-mother, but I'm not a her step-daughter.

I hate Beatrice.

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note: I know I'm a terrible writer sorry about that. But you know I try a least :)
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