Stereotype Me

Chapter 5 - Sophie

            My boxes were almost unpacked. I hated it here already. The room was bigger than my old one, but it would never be the same. When my mom told me we were moving in with her new husband and his kids, I was far from excited. I mean, Frank was nice and Angelina, his daughter, was a sweetheart, but his son was a jerk. He had yet to say one nice thing to me. In fact, the first thing that he said to me was something along the lines of, “stay out of my room or I’ll kill you.” Nonetheless, Frank made my mom happy and it was worth anything to see her smile. I never thought she would again after what my dad did to her.

            My father was a deadbeat loser who cheated on her. I don’t even know why she stayed with him as long as she did. And when Frank asked me if I wanted to him to adopt me, I accepted graciously. I know I’m a bit old to be adopted, but the less linkage I had to my dad the better.

            I found a decent outfit and threw it on. I was going to be late and it was only my second day at a new school.

            “Will you hurry up? I’ll leave without you!” My charming new stepbrother yelled.

            I grabbed my bag, “I’m coming.”

            He was already in his car by the time I said goodbye to my mom. I slid in and waited for him to say some stupid cocky comment, but he said nothing. Once we reached a church about two blocks from the school, he pulled over. It was where he dropped me off yesterday.

            He sighed, “Alright, what are the rules?”

            “Don’t tell anyone we’re even somewhat related, don’t speak to you, don’t be friends with your friends, and stay out of your way at all times,” I answered timidly wanting to get out of the car.

            “And why do we have these rules?”

            “Because no one can know that a loser like me is related to The Tristan Brooks,” I looked down.

            He smirked, “Good. So we have an understanding. Now, get out.”

            I got out of the car and began walking.  I hated him. I really hated him and somehow he managed to attract every girl at our school. All I know is that it definitely wasn’t because of his charismatic personality.

            “Hey, Sophie! Do you need a ride?” Brianna yelled from her car.

            “Um, sure. Thanks!”

            “No problem!” She smiled cheerfully. She seemed more awake than yesterday.

            I got in the car quickly, not wanting to make us late for school.

            “How has your morning been so far?” Bri smiled cheerfully. She looked way happier than yesterday, as well.

            “Decent. And yours?”

            “Great! Thank you for asking! And it’s Wednesday already, so we only have to more days until the weekend! Isn’t that exciting!?”

            I laughed, “Yeah. I guess.”

            “Maybe the party will give you a chance to meet people at our school. I can help you with who you should stay away from. A lot of people only want to spread rumors, so I’d be careful who you talk to.”

            “Thanks, Brianna!” I said a little more cheerfully. I was happy to know someone is willing to be my friend. I’ve never been good at making new friends. Or talking to people in general.