Okay so this chapter has a lot of secrets and I hope the cliffhangers inspire you readers to comment more! Anyways, thanks for reading!
Have a fantastic day!
-Brooklynne
Grace's POV
I pulled up to my house and turned the car ignition off. As I walked up the steps to my porch, my big german shepard came running at me and almost tackled me. I laughed as Henrietta slobbered all over me. I loved how she could cheer me up after a particular long day. After work, I went out with the staff for dinner to celebrate the principal's 50th birthday. It was actually really fun. They were a pretty lively bunch, after a drink or two. Hard to believe I used to think teachers were heartless robots when I was in school. These people were all so down to earth and truly cared about kids. Sure, there were a few oddballs, but you got used to them quickly.
I finally entered my small farmhouse, after being delayed by feeding Henrietta, and decided to prepare some tea and a hot bath. As I layed down in the tub, I sighed. Slowly, I relaxed. My mind flashed to my long drive home, but I tried to think of something else, unsuccessfully.
My cell phone began playing "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun." Cheesy, I know, but it has such a catchy beat I just can not bring myself to change it.
As I looked at the caller ID I smiled.
They spelled out the only reason I had moved to Darwin. But why would he be phoning, I wondered. The date on the calendar caught my eye as I answered the phone and I gasped. Oh no, not today!
Lenny's POV
Well at least I tried, right? Why would I even waste my time with her anyways? What a loser. I mentally calmed myself down as I drove back home. Lacy had some nerve walking out on me. I mean, what did I do?
Wow... I was good at lying to myself, I thought. I knew it was all my fault she ran away. Her tears were my fault, due to my selfishness. Why did I even care, though? I didn't. I really didn't.
"Hey Bro! You'd never guess what I did today. Or rather who!" My brother, Denver, always had the most interesting hook-up stories. Sometimes, I retold them at school. Acting like I was the one who did that stuff made the guys really respect me. I made a sandwhich as Denver told me about his latest girl.
I laughed so hard by the end of his story, I had tears in my eyes.
"Hey, speaking of hooking up, which lucky bitch were you out with?" I cringed a bit at that word. "Bitch" didn't seem to describe Lacy very well.
"Uh, Mr. Moore's daughter."
Denver looked surprised. After he stopped laughing, he looked at me for an explanation. I ignored him. Lacy was known for not fitting in and was always in the tabloids. They always caught her in the funniest poses, and made the headlines embarrassing. I felt a tinge of guilt for thinking it was funny. But the tinge left, and I chose to ignore it.
"C'mon Bro! Why the hell did you go out with that freak?" His voice sounded like he was trying to taunt me. As if he thought I liked Lacy or something.
"To get to her father, okay? I was trying to get an audition." I could hear the coldness in my voice.
Denver laughed again and I realized who I was talking to. "YOU wanna be an actor? Ha! Oh man, star footballer turned Actor?"
"I dunno. It was just a thought." I tried to hide the defensiveness I felt.
"Len, acting is for pussies." And with that Denver went upstairs.
I hated him. Why couldn't I act? What was so girly about acting? I guess the makeup thing, but acting was sweet. Although, most of the guys in Theatre Club at school are gay or losers...
