Friday's Secrets

5. No fate, that is not a challenge

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5. No fate, that is not a challenge

I pulled up in to my drive and sighed, back to normality I thought as I grabbed my bad from the back seat. Logan was like someone from a different planet, I’m not talking like a green skinned alien, he was just different. My world consisted of school work, friends and family, his world was full of fights and rebellion. It’s not that I wanted his world completely but something a little more adventurous would be nice, I mean don’t get me wrong I quite liked being a good girl, staying out of trouble but sometimes I felt trapped, mostly by my parents, they weren’t exactly the most lenient mom and dad. If I went out I had to be back by eleven no later even on weekends and the only time they were more forgiving was if Cory reassured them, he was the golden boy in their eyes much to his amusement, I swear they think of him as their second child. I rolled my eyes at the thought and opened the front door struggling to balance my books on one arm as I did, just as I stepped in to the hall my books fell and spread across the cream carpet

“great” I murmured under my breath bending down to pick them up, normally I would of laughed, this always happens but today I just felt annoyed, everything had been going wrong and there was still only one person in my mind. Logan.

“Maddie?” I heard my mom call “is that you?”

“No mom it’s a burglar” I called back shaking my head, maybe they did have another son I didn’t know about, I heard her laugh and looked up when she entered the hall

“How was school?” she asked smiling, I gave her a grimace in return and she frowned “that bad?”

“Worse” I replied standing up with all my books back in order, I made my way to the stairs sighing again as I walked

“Well dinner will be ready soon, oh and remind me later to talk to you about something” she said already hustling back in to the kitchen. Oh god I thought as I walked in to my bedroom dumping my stuff on the bed, when my mom said she ‘wanted to talk about something’ it usually concerned grades or something I had done wrong, it couldn’t be grades, I was one of the highest achievers in every class, I wasn’t a nerd or anything I just knew if I didn’t study hard enough I would be killed by my parents, not literally of course, though to my mom anything below a 4.0 was the end of the world.  So in this case it must of been something I had done wrong, I frowned as I thought back and tried to think of something, it was hard considering I was such a good kid, the only thing I could think of was talking to the schools bad guy and no matter how good my mom was at finding out things she couldn’t know about that. I sighed and gave up pulling out my calculus book, quadratic equations, lucky me.

Half an hour later I closed my book frustrated, calculus was another thing that didn’t really agree with me, last year my mom hired me a tutor, I wasn’t even that far behind but I guess they can’t have a daughter who doesn’t pass with flying colours. I dragged myself down the stairs my bad mood furthering as I remembered that my mom had wanted to talk to me, could this day get worse? And no fate that is not a challenge.

“I hope you’ve been studying” my dad said as I entered the kitchen, he was helping my mom lay the table and I rolled my eyes

“yes dad” he laughed as I grabbed myself a glass and filled it with water, dad always was the more laid back one, don’t get me wrong he was still strict but I seemed to have an easier relationship with him than my mom

“well your mom wanted to- I mean we both wanted to discuss something with you” he said looking over at my mom before sitting down, I grabbed a plate and prepared myself for what was about to come