Don't Tell A Soul

I Still Want A Little More.

I was awake at the crack of dawn as usual I thought my morning run would shake any bad feelings I had towards this whole, school situation. But once I rounded back to the house I realized it didn’t. I didn’t want to go.

I walked in through the back door and went back into my room to take a shower. An hour later I was dressed and upstairs sitting on the couch. I had to be to school in forty five minutes and at this very moment I had decided I wasn’t going.

“Oh you’re going.” Austin said coming down the stairs and taking in my posture.

“Wanna bet?” I asked throwing him a serious look.

“Kid you got 5 seconds to get your butt off that couch and in that car before I call your dad down here.” He said walking into the kitchen. He wouldn’t do that.

“5…4…3…2…1.” I counted out loud for him. See told you.

“Avery Hunter!” My dad’s voice echoed through the house.

“Fuck.” I whispered and heard a chuckle from the kitchen.

“You’re going.” He said coming down the stairs and walking pass me. Basically dismissing my stubbornness.

“Dadddddddddddd! I don’t want to! I’m fine being home schooled! There are normal families with kids that are homeschooled! Please!” I begged.

“No. We already talked about this. You’re going that’s final.” He said taking a sip of his coffee.I couldn’t even argue there wasn’t an argument, whatever he said was final.

“Fine.” I said and turned to leave.

“Wait.” Uncle called out. Yes! He was going to take my side.

“Why are you dressed like that?” He asked. Not what I was expecting.

“It’s fall. This is what you wear during the fall.” I replied dumfoundly.

“No, no. Not you. You wear fitting clothes because they are easy to move in. Not baggy sweaters.” He said eyeing me.

“You said be normal this is what normal teens wear.” I said trying to drop the subject.

“Come here.” He said. I looked at my dad who looked between us and shrugged his shoulders. I walked over to him. “Turn around.” Just as I did he reached into my waist band and pulled out my revolver I had tucked there. Shit.

“You don’t need this!” He said waving it in the air. “That ain’t normal!”

“You’re right, it’s safe.” I said with a cocky smile. Earning sighs of disbeilief from him and my dad.

“Got to school Buddha.” He told me turning around to get more coffee.

“Well who’s going to take me?” I asked.

“Take yourself, just don’t take the bike. I need it today.” Austin said sitting down across from my dad. “Don’t forget your lunch.”

“You made my lunch Bubba?” I asked grabbing the bag off the counter.

“Hey that’s what normal families do.” He said with a smirk.

“You two will be the death of me. Remember what I said Avery. You don’t tell anyone about our past, or what we do. We have to live here so you keep a low proile.” My dad said turning the page in the newspaper. I said my goodbyes and headed out to the garage. I haven’t driven a truck in about 2 years so that made it a little easier to accept this horrible fate. I made the drive to school and sat in the parking lot. I had about 10 minutes before I had to go in. I just sat there pouting, hoping that the building would blow up or something.