Chapter 6

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I video chatted to my friends telling them everything and gave a house tour but I got lost. I found myself in a library when I woke up in the morning. Hunter found me and guided me to my room. I definitely need to change the walls as they were a lilac with pink strips. It was pretty but hideous at the same time, it's just not my style.

I have to start private school and this wasn't how I planned having year 11 like. The worse thing is that public, normal schools have five days left, not that it matters to my family but it mattered to me, I would have enjoyed it by spending it at the pier, beach and skate park. Just to top that off I had a family dinner, with my father and siblings, but obviously my mother is going to keep an eye on my father.

I got to the school with Hunter and people, his mates I think, kept saying I was his girlfriend. They clearly are blind as we were nearly identical, as much as you can get by being different genders, and we've got the same last name. This is going to be a long day. I agreed if I like the school and have good classes I will stay but if I don't I get to go back to my old school. We headed for the main entrance, the office, to get my timetable and I was in the top set, which is most of Hunter's lessons.

Lunch finally came around, after four hours and a break, I was starving so I got some food and I was going to go over to Hunter but he was with the football team so I didn't bother. Suddenly a blonde was in front of me staring daggers at me. "What?" I ask as polite as I can.

"Stop checking Hunter out, he's my boyfriend." Eww! Why would I check my brother out?

"You clearly are blind, like everyone else." I stat. "We are twins."

"No you not. He's never had a twin. Especially when I go around." The something makes her face light up in recognition. "Wait! You're the girl in those photos Mrs Taylor has around her house. 'The Mystery Girl' we used to call you."

"Oh, um, thanks?" I don't care if she's being friendly, I still don't like the school.

I get in the limo when the last bell of the day goes. I still want to go back to my friends. I still have to get ready for this family dinner. "Um, driver? Do you know what I have to wear to this family dinner?" I ask politely.

"You can call me Edward. You have to wear something fancy." He says.

"Thank you Edward." That was loads of help. I'm not being sarcastic. I'm going to have to ask Nat to help. Edward started to drive. Where's Hunter? "Edward where's Hunter?"

"Oh he has football practice. Didn't he tell you?" I just mumble a 'no'. We pull up to the house. I walked straight up to my room. I walked into my closet and got a white lace dress that had jewels around the waist acting like a belt. I looked through all of my shoes but no flats or wedges. I'll have to borrow Nat's.

I walk over the hall to Natalie's room. I knock just in case she is in the middle of changing. "Who is it?" Nat calls.

"It's Amelia." I shout through the door.

"Okay. Come in."

"You have any flats or wedges I can borrow? No stilettos." I ask.

"Yeah sure." She points to a door and I'm guessing it's her shoe closet. I walk in and I was right, there was every type of shoes except one. Trainers! I find a pair of black flats and just go with them as I know I'll probably run out. Natalie and I walk downstairs to the dining room where waiters move our chairs out for us to sit down. I don't like this one piece. Great I'm sitting opposite him! "So Amelia, how was your first day at school?" My mother asked. I thought I would be polite and say it was okay as I didn't want to cause the fight first.

"It was very stressful and very different but I can live with it." I glance at my father. He looks like he's going to explode. 5...4...3...2...1

"You clearly don't like the damn school, so why didn't you say it? This is why I didn't want you in my house. You don't deserve the people around you. Go back to your drug-dealing friends and shitty school."

"It isn't a crappy school it's better than a stuck-up rich school. I chose my friends wisely, if they did do drugs I would help them to stop." He gets up and walks up to me. I thought he was going to shout in my face but he did much worse. He yanked my hair so I stood up, punched, slapped and kneed me. He finished beating me, I smelled liquor in his breath. There was a lot of shouting and gasping I just wanted to get out of her. I ran to my room and locked the door.

Authors Note:
So you got a look on what Amelia's father is really like. Not a very good person clearly. No updates for quite awhile but here's one. Probably short but it's better than nothing.

Bye my lovelies,

Lilo xxx

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