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Chapter 8

Hey everyone! sorry for not updating sooner, school had me all tied up. Here's chapter 8; I hope you guys love it.

To make up for not updating sooner, I'll be putting the next chapter up as well.

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Genesis

I have been academically free for seven days, twelve hours, ten seconds and two microseconds and let me tell you; being free is totally overrated. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wish I at least had some stupid project to catch up on because I feel like I'm experiencing the most boring non-stop weekend of my life.

I mean, sure I've been hanging out with my friends but come on, there's only so much you can do.

I don't mean it like I get bored of their company because I never do and I am happy and really grateful for every moment that i get to spend with them but I just wish we could all go on some crazy adventure or something.

You know the same kind of adventures I used to read about from Enid Blyton's 'Famous Five' series as a little girl where we could all catch robbers and drink some ginger beer or something. Yeah, that kind. Sure, they'd had some weird food like sardines but I really wouldn't mind!

I smile halfheartedly to myself as I recall the past week. Man, exams had me stressed so bad I thought my hair would actually begin to fall out.

As if in a trance, I make a mental list of all the crazy things that had gone through my mind as I considered giving up during my last Spanish exam.

1. I NEVER REVISED THIS OR EVEN HEARD OF IT. Are you freaking kidding me?!

2. If this doesn't work out for me, I could just become a stripper or just get myself in prison.

3. Well, maybe not those vocations because that's against my beliefs. Traveling missionary or nun maybe?

4. Okay multi choice questions, this is going to be fine. *2 minutes later* what do I pick? I can't make a simple decision of picking a number, how am I going to pick my career!

5. Skip that question and that one and that one and that one... ooo... I can get one mark for this one, it's probably easy then.

6. If I don't do well in this exam, then I'll get put in a rubbish set for my SATs. That means I will be in a class full of idiots and that means I won't get a good grade. And if I don't get a good grade then I won't be able to go to college and if I don't go to college, I won't be able to get a degree. And I want that degree, I need that degree. Oh for Christs sake.

7. Will dad let me stay with him until I marry a rich guy?

8. When will I need to know what X = 2? Never.

9. Should I go back to those questions that I skipped? Nah.

10. Why is the teacher looking at me? Have I done something? Do I look like I'm cheating? Don't make eye contact with anything.

11. Am I breathing too heavily?

12. Oh god *tummy grumbles* I forgot to eat.

13. Oh no, can he hear my tummy rumbling? Does he think it's a fart?

14. Okay okay okay okay don't let your mind wander...

15. Is Miss F actually wearing a bra today? Hmmm... she must have fallen in love with the caretaker then.

16. Am I ahead of everyone? Is that good? Or is that bad?

17. Okay I need to hurry this up, I have 5 minutes.

18. Oh no, people have stopped working.

19. OKAAAAYYY. DONE.

20. Shoot, I put the wrong answer for question 24.

"Genesis!" dad calls, pulling me out of my own crazed reverie.

"Coming!" I yell, bounding off my bed and out into the living room where he's seated comfortably on the sofa watching TV.

'Sit." He smiles motioning to the chair across from him.

"What's going on?" I ask, quirking my eyebrows at him.

"So...uh, I got a promotion at work today."

"Really dad?" I squeal, bouncing excitedly. "That's awesome!"

"It is!" he says, scratching his neck nervously.

"Dad?"

"Yes honey?"

"Why are you acting like something is wrong?"

I mean seriously, he just got a promotion and he is acting like it just might be the end of the world as we know it.

"Am i?" he chuckles, feigning ignorance. "No Gen, I'm really excited about this."

"You should be." I reply, flashing a ravishing smile.

"How much do you like living here Gen?"

"Huh?" I ask with furrowed eyebrows as my forehead creases in confusion.

"Just humor me for a minute, will you?" He replies.

"Well I love it here dad." I begin. "I mean, I've lived here all my life. It's the only home I've known. I have great friends, both at church and in school. It's a close knit community and I love how everyone here is so supportive of us."

Why is he asking about this? I muse silently to myself, awaiting his answer.

"How would you feel about living someplace else?"

"I really can't imagine not being here." I reply, getting a stupid lump in my throat. It's just typical of me to get emotional over the most frivolous things.

"Genesis." Dad begins, sitting up straight. "I can understand what you mean but what if moving turns out to be the best thing that happened to you?"

"Are we leaving dad?" I ask uncertainly, voice breaking ever so slightly.

"Yeah well, I have been putting off telling you for a while." He says nervously, scratching at his neck again. "But it's all part of the promotion package. They're going to make me the CEO at the new office in Wisconsin."

"Wisconsin?" I ask, appalled. "But that's like hundreds of miles away!"

"This could be a good thing Gen." he coos, coming to seat beside me. "I mean I understand that you love it here and that at this age you crave predictability but we could do a lot with the money."

"Really dad?" I ask, flinching at his words. My eyes are beginning to water but I do nothing to stop the tears. "You're asking me to uproot my life and move hundreds of miles away; to leave my friends, school, everything I'm familiar with and now you're saying that 'I crave predictability?" I shriek, making air quotes.

"Gennii." He says, putting an arm around me. What I really want to do is throw a tantrum and stomp out of the room but I don't. I just let him hold me for a while.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, rocking me from side to side.

"I'm sorry too." I say, sniffing. "It's not your fault and I shouldn't have lashed out."

Dad smiles at me. "It's okay to get upset every once in a while." He says, going back to the couch and fixing his gaze on the TV.

Me, I just stalk upstairs to my room, exhausted but ready to break the news to my friends.

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So that was chapter 8! Next chapter coming right up; keep reading!

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