Feeling Blue

Feeling blue- Chapter 10

As I sat at my bedroom desk starring into space, all sort things rush through my head. The report, Skye and Dan, Josh, the wedding and my life was looking down. Joseph's cry woke me up from my relaty meltdown. I smash my head onto my history folder as I couldn't consatrate on my life. Life was not looking good. My phone started ringing next to my head. On the sceen apeared 'Dan calling' what the hell did he want. I left it ringing and ringing until he gave up. I was in no fit state to talk to him. I read the wrong timetable today and it was the worse day ever. Mr Hammond called me miss Taylor. He needs to go, he too old for his job. I just wanted to shout in his face its Clara Andrews mate! Even though its my birthday, it was like I was casted a bad luck spell on my birthday. I had a knock on my door. "Go away!" I say. Leo just walks in with something behide his back. "I heard your on report Clara." He said knowing he will tease me! "Just cut to the chase Leo. What do you want?"

"Alright Clara, Dad wants you down stairs now!"

"Ok tell him, I be down in a minute." His shadow still appears on my history folder. "Was there something else?" I ask him.

"Sorry yes Clara, here from Lucy and I." He hands over a present. Lucy is Leo's girlfriend. I think he rather lucky to have her. She awesome! She like a big sister to me. Also, being the only girl and the youngest; she never had a youngest sister before.

I snatch the present and card off him. I open the card first. It had a 'a sister is like chocolate sweet and a bit nutty.' I open it up. It said...

'Hi Sis, Happy birthday from Leo and Lucy.'

When has Leo's girlfriend Lucy become my sister? 'Anyways I hope you like the present. I gotta run got rugby, playing against Lucy ex boyfriend Rob. Wish me luck. Laters!' He steps backwards while talking. He opened the door behide him and desapeared. Not into thin air you know what I mean. Then a voice came. Leo again; ' Dad wants you and he wants you now!'

'Alright, alright i'm coming!' I shout from my bedroom. I put my phone on charge and head down the stairs slowly. I wonder into Dad's study. Dad was on his apple computer with piles of papers either side of the keyborad. His study is covered with paper work. 'Dad, what you looking for?' I ask him.

'Clara, what happening to you?' Dad said randomly, like I was some kind of monster.

He glared at me, right into my eyes. I try to avoid eye contact as much as possible. 'What do you mean Dad...?' As there was a bit of slientice. What was he on about? I put my teeth over my bottom lip. ' You know what I'm on about Clara Andrews!' He only said my last name when he was angry. He might of got the wrong end of the stick as usual. 'Dad, can you just tell me whats up?'

'Don't you whats up me!'

'Ok... Whats the matter?' No I'm wondering. Why was he so pissed off with me? Even his own daughter knows when he angry, but why is a whole new story. ' Clara I know your a teenager and everything but, their is no excuse to go on report and see your mother.' How did he find out?

'How did you know?' I asked. At this point he wouldn't let me speak and send me to bed. Maybe he now relised i'm not ten, i'm fourteen years old now. He better get used to it! 'Clara, your mother is nothing to you now. I don't know why she moved back here and going to marry Taylor. She moving on and so are we. I fed up with your behaviour and thinking it's all about you...' What the hell did he say that for? 'Dad you got to listen, seeing mum...'

'Clara you fight with Skye and you have a go at me. Clara I just want you to go. Go away and think apon what you have done! I love you but, Clara I can't take it anymore Your acting stupid and now I don't know if you are my daughter anymore!' Wow he said it i'm not his daughter. Isn't this what teenagers should act like? I just spilt from my boyfriend. My best mate well, was my best mate has probally slept with my ex boyfriend now! That me being sick. Knowing Skye. I have every reason to act this way and when things have cooled down, sort them. 'Dad please, you can't say that!' He takes one glare at me and then places his eyes on his apple computer. 'Clara... Just go out of my sight.' I stamp my feet to get his attation. Dad can be really strict some times for no reason.