A/N: I am actually in love with this story. I have so many stories that I am getting out of. In my defense though this story has been in my drafts for the longest time, I just now started to work on it because I really wanted to start it. ^_^ I hope you like it as much as I do.
Chapter 2
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Bella
You who, Isabella!
BELLA!
I jumped, waking up from my sleep.
It's breakfast time, so bring me my breakfast.
I sat up from the chair I was in, and set my pencil down on my desk. I yawned, staring in front of me. What time was it? Light was shining through the window so I guessed it was a decent time. Still, I was exhausted. I hadn't slept much last night.Bella!
I groaned, moving a piece of hair from my face, before I got up out of my chair and rushed to get dressed. Once I got my clothes on, I rushed down the stairs and to the kitchen. I tried to hurry, and make breakfast.
I knew if I wasn't fast enough she'd freak out on me. Of course she never hurt me physically, but she was still a pain.
As I walked outside with her plate full of food, I heard the swimming instructor talking.
"Careful, ladies. Look for the eyes. One, two, three, bicycle." He said. "And feint. Magpie, magpie, magpie. Flap, and flap, and flap. Mary Lou Retton! Palm tree and palm tree. Lady Liberty. Lady Liberty. Around the harbor. Around the harbor. Circle line tour, and hurricane,"
I couldn't help but wince as he said that. "Can you believe how extraordinarily gifted my girls are?" Sue asked the instructor, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"Absolutely unbelievable. Really," He responded.
"BELLA!" I heard Sue yell, and I sighed, walking faster. "Find each other. Look in the eyes," The instructor said.
"I'm coming," I said to Sue.
I finally made it into the backyard fence. Sue was lying in a chair, tanning. "One, two, three and four... and right, left, up and down," The instructor said. I looked over at him for a second, he looked annoyed, bored, frustrated. I looked back to Sue.
"Is this Norwegian salmon I asked for? I need my oemga-3's," She demanded. I nodded my head. "Only the best!" I told her. She took a bite of it, and moaned. "I can tell,"
I stared at the twins in the pool, watching them 'swim'. "You know, it costs a fortune to fly that stuff in from Nortwegian," Sue had said, but I wasn't paying attention to her.
"And push it, ladies. Push it, ladies. Push it, ladies," The instructor said. I felt bad for him, trying to teach the twins this was impossible! "Ready? Okay." Victoria said. Just as she was about to lift Leah up, bubbles blew to the surface and Victoria backed away. "Gross!" She yelled. "Mom!"
"I have a spastic colon!" Leah explained. Victoria moved closer to her, she looked really mad, almost like she could kill her. "Well, you have a spastic brain!" She hollared, before she dunked her head under water.
The instructor blew his whistle then. "Stop. Stop it! Stop hitting her, stop!" He called. I looked away from the scene, and back to Sue. "You bit me!" I heard Leah call.
"What are you doing just standing there? Get to work!" Sue told me. My eyes widened as I stared at her. She couldn't be serious, could she? "I can't go to work now. I've got a test I have to study for!"
She almost glared at me. "Listen, Bella. People go to school to get smarter... so that they can get a job. But you already have a job! So it's like skipping a step," She 'explained'. There was really nothing I could do, if I argued with her it'd just make it worse.
"Come on, get going!" She yelled at me, so I walked out of the backyard pool area. I tuned out everything, and started to walk across the lawn when water started to spray at me. I gasped, and squealed. I ran over to the controler to turn it off.
"No honey, leave those on!" Sue yelled to me. I looked for the button, gasping as the water still hit me. "The lawn's looking a little brown," She said. Brown? It was far from brown! It was probably greener then most lawns. "Sue, we're suppose to be conserving water. We're in the middle of a drought,"
I moved my head, so water didn't splash at it. "Droughts are for poor people. Do you think J.Lo has a brown lawn? People who use extra water have extra class," I stood back up, and ran back across the lawn, squealing once more before I made it into the house.
I got my stuff ready for work, and ran out of the house to my car that was parked out front of the house. I got it in, and started it. I drove off towards the dinner.
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I rollarbladed across the floor, and picked up the dirty dishes from the empty tables. Sue made everyone wear hot pink outfits and rollarblades. It was a pain, but we did what she asked. Even when she changed the diners name to Sue's.
"Bella, why are you still here?" Zafrina asked me, as she came up beside me. I sighed, picking up the dishes from the table. "I'm almost done," I told her. "You'll be late for school!" She said. People go to school to get smarter so that they can get a job... you already have a job! "I'll get there," I muttered, picking up the dishes.
"Sue goes ballistic if i don't get it finished," I explained. It was true, rather get it done so I don't get in trouble later. I put the last of the dishes in the bin. "I don't give a care about Sue! What I care about is your education,"
"But," I started to say- until she cut me off. "Shes got you getting up at the crack of dawn like some kind of rooster," She seemed upset. "But I-," She cut my off again.
"Your Dad would want you at school, not here" She finally said. But hes not here. "But-,"
She took the bin from me. "No more buts! You just leave Sue and her big butt to me," I sighed, and started taking off my pink suit. I had my school clothes underneath. "Thanks, Zafrina,"
"Get!" She said, pointing her head towards the door. I followed her lead, and walked towards the door, but before I could leave, I grabbed my school bag from behind the counter.
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