the third pilot

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I'm in my room on my bed after having a long shower. I check the time and it's 7:30 pm. dad and Josh should have finished their show by now since Ohio is about five hours behind time difference. I start to ring dad's number. after about three tries he finally picks up.

Dad<3 : hey bud, shouldn't you be asleep right now?

Me: I couldn't sleep

Dad<3 :how come?, mom told me that you had try out's today, how'd it go?

Me: not good, that's kind of the reason why I can't sleep...

Dad<3 : oh yeah, what happened

Me: well you know that girl Ashton that I told you about?...

Dad<3 : yeah...

Me: she tripped me up on purpose and then gran blamed it on me and said that it's not her fault and that it's mine for not keeping my foot grounded and that she doesn't think that I'm good enough for making the team

Dad<3 : look Liv, I know that your gran can be a bit hard on you sometimes, but that's only because she loves you and wants you to try your best

Me: wait, so your not mad?!

Dad<3 : no, why would I be?

Me: because I just thought that you would be disappointed in me for getting myself into this mess

Dad<3 : Liv, I know how hard gran can be, so I get where all this is coming from

Me: thanks dad

Dad<3 : it's allgood. I'm gonna go now cause it's like midnight here in London and we have another show tomorrow night

Me: okay bye dad

Dad<3: goodbye Liv, love you

Me: love you too

I hang up the phone and put it on my bedside table. I let out a loud sigh and lay down. I hear a knock at my door.

I roll my eyes. "COME IN!"

gran opens the door and comes and sit's next to me. I knew what this was gonna be about. she was going to give me a big lecture on how crap I was today.

"Livy, I sorry for being a bit over dramatic today. I just know that you could of played better", she says sighing.

I sit up and nod. 

"anyways, Uncle Zack and Aunt Tatum are coming round for dinner in about an hour", she says smiling at me.

I once again, nod. wow, she didn't actually have a big rage at me this time.

"so, your fourteenths coming up next Saturday..... what do you wanna do for that?", she says excitedly.

I look at my wall and shrug my shoulders. "I don't really want to do much. I mean, I don't exactly have any friends except for Ila".

"well that's a whole load of crap!, I see girls coming up to you all the time trying to start a conversation with you!", she says astonished as to what I had just said.

"yeah well all of those girls are just trying to use me to try and meet my dad", I say rolling my eyes.

"come on, that's not tru-"

I cut her off. "no, it really is, no one actually likes me for who I am or gets me except for Ila. If they're not trying to make friends they're either talking about how much of a looser I am behind my back. they think that I don't realize this but I do", I say it as if I've told her over and over again and I just really couldn't care less.

she sighs. 

I could just imagine how embarrassed she's feeling of me right now. I know that back in her days she was the real deal. she had all the guys. she was perfect. she was practically just another copy of Ashton. except, the nicer version. 

"well, how about we invite the family over next Saturday and Ila can come along as well", she says trying to look on the brighter side of things. 

I just nod.

"okay missy, well, get ready because Zack and Tatum should be here soon", she says getting up and walking out the door.

I just sigh and flop back down onto my bed.