chapter 2

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Chapter 2

We arrive at Gran's house an hour later and drop our stuff off in our rooms. Gran's house is quite big for someone that lives by themselves. She has a three bedroom house that my dad bought her a few years ago. Its quite modern and spacious, which I don't think she likes, but she doesn't want to hurt dads feelings. Anytime I tried to talk to her about it she just says, ' Your dad was a very sensitive boy.'

I think she gets lonely living in such a big house but she wants us to think she's tough so she sort off goes it alone, as it were.

Mum said to call her when we get home, but I doubt that she'd pick up. She's always busy. Me and my mother have a very strange relationship. We do the normal things like go shopping, have facials, talk about boys and she'd take me behind the camera of her photo shoots. Most girls would kill to do that. I have even done plenty of modelling . But sometimes I just feel like I was only born to fill in my mothers shoes. I mean I'm always on the front cover of magazines and in the papers. Everything in my life is publicized, from my hair to my clothes, to where I am and who I'm with.

"Frankie dear, dinners ready!" Gran called from down stairs pulling me away from my thoughts. Gran always called me Frankie, ever since I was little. Unless I was in trouble.

I came down stairs and sat down at the glass dinning table and ate my meal in silence, only looking up to glance at my phone every ten seconds waiting for mum to call me back.

"FRANCESCA CONSTANCE IVY BLOOM, PUT THAT MOBILE PHONE AWAY AT ONCE!" Gran spoke loudly. Then smiled. " Who's the boy?" she said with a wink. 

" No boy Gran. Just waiting for mum to call back" I sigh. 

" no boy, heh? Well that will change now that your settling down in one place for a while. Plus the young gents around here aren't to shabby." Gran continued, causing Flynn to nearly chock on food. I couldn't help but giggle.

Flynn has always been very protective of me, though I cant say anything because I always seem to make his girlfriends run away. But its for his own good, almost all of them are only interested in his social standing, good looks and money. Sometimes even our parents. Now he just tries to avoid girls. Some would even call him scared. Okay maybe scared that I might kill them. Plus these being his last years at school he wants to focus on studying.

Even the thought of me getting a boyfriend makes his ears go red.  

He started coughing uncontrollably. I started laughing even harder. Grand just laughed.  

"Don't worry dear, there are plenty of lovely ladies here too." At this point I was having a complete fit! Tears were rolling down my face. Flynn went even redder.

"Flynn do-doesn't really h-have time to date" I say in-between my fit of laughter. 

"Oh. I understand dear. Its nothing to be ashamed about. Something like thirty five percent of the world population are homosexual." Gran said. I fell off my chair. I couldn't take it. I was about to wet my pants. Tears were rolling down my face.  

" I'M NOT GAY!!" Flynn yelled. He went from rosy red to a shade of pure scarlet. 

" It's nothing to be ashamed about darling. Really." Gran tried to comfort him. 

" Gran I can assure you I am 100% NOT GAY!!!" He yelled, trying to stay calm.

At this point I was still on the floor. Literally ROFL-ing and LMFAO-ing.  

"Oh shut up." he turned to me. 

"If your not gay then why have I never met or even heard of you having a lady friend?" 

"Because he's ugly." I say with a grin that went from one side of my face to the other. 

"Shut up! No its actually because little miss sunshine scares them all off." he turns to me. 

"Just repaying the favour brother dearest. But I don't actually recall doing such a thing." I say innocently. 

"Sarah Carlson." he said simply. 

"Ok that was an accident and you know it." I pointed to him. 

"How the hell do you accidentally set someone's hair on fire!" he had a point. 

"IT WAS AN ACCEDENT!!" I yelled. 

"OH REALLY WE-" he was cut off by Gran 

"Okay, okay enough. First of all, good job. The old light the hair on fire, always a classic," she high fived me, "Second, Flynn, now I don't want you freaking out every time a boy is mentioned near your sister. She fifteen for Christ sake!" Flynn grumbled and looked down to his lap in defeat. I just smiled, " and finally, go to bed. It's late and you have school tomorrow." 

"It's 9:30, Gran." Flynn complained. 

"Exactly and your sister needs to get her beauty sleep if she's going to be impressing all those boys." Gran said with a wink. God I love her!

" Night Gran!" I say as I kiss her kiss her on the cheek. 

Flynn humped and walked up the stairs behind me.

Flynn Christopher Blanchard Copland Bloom! You come here right now and give your poor old grandmother a hug!" Gran said sternly. Flynn sighed. 

" Why do you have to call me that?" he said hugging Gran.  

" Sweetie I didn't choose the name. I begged your dad not to give you all those middle names. If it were up to your mother you would be Antonio El Diablo Conzemplaburguffzv-" Gran replied. 

" Gee thanks Gran. I owe you big time." Flynn said sarcastically.

I giggled a bit more as I walked up the stairs and went to sleep in this foreign bed.

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A/N

hello everyone!! hope you like it so far! i know its moving slowly but it will pick up soon i promis! I'm on bed rest because i injured my knee so i will update soon.

Now i am Australian so if i mess up any English words or slang or anything, please let me know and i will change that ASAP.

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