My Generation

Together Again

Lydia's POV

I wrapped my hand's over my boyfriends eyes.

"Guess who?" I asked.

"Jamie?" He asked.

I smacked him on the shoulder and he laughed as I sat next to him. He had long soft blond hair that fell in his blue eyes. The thing you can see is his breath taking smile. I leaned foreword and kissed him.

"Wow, Jamie you're amazing at kissing." He laughed then he tried to kiss me again.

"No! Carter, what's my name?" I asked him.

"Lydia Bob Scott." He smiled then I kissed him again.

That's when the car horn blew and I back up.

"That would be Mom. Come on." I said wrapping his hand in mine as we walked to the car.

I got in front and he got in back.

"Hey, Carter. How was your day?" Mom asked smiling back at him.

"Fine, thank you Mrs. Scott." He answered.

"Please, never call me that. That's my Mother-in-Law. I'm Haley." Mom said.

"Haley James." I said rolling my eyes.

"What?" Mom asked confused.

"Everyone at school knows about Dad, Uncle Lucas, Aunt Peyton, Aunt Brooke, and your life in high school. Everyone looks at me to be like you, Dad, Uncle Lucas or Grandpa Dan. I'm just sick of being compared to everyone!" I said not realizing I was mumbling on.

"I hope you realize that me being a famous singer and your Dad being a famous basketball player has given you the life most kids could only dream of." Mom said.

"He was never a Pro ball-player. He got into a fight... For you and he settled for the next best thing. He now helps other peoples dreams and goals come true! When his never can!" I shouted.

Mom hit the brake, looked at me, and then slapped me. I held my face, shocked that she did that. She was shocked as well.

"We are taking Carter home and when we get home you are going to your room until your Father gets home from seeing your Aunt, Uncle, and cousins." Mom said.

I've never seen her mad. She's only slapped a couple people. We were home in ten minutes. Carter was dropped off and he's planning to come over for supper. After what seemed like forever I heard the door open and shut.

"Oh, my God! Luke! Peyton!" Mom screamed.

"Can I come out now?" I shouted down to her.

"Yes. Your punishment is telling your Dad what you said." Mom shouted causing me to slump my shoulders and walk down stairs.

This is what punishment looks like. She's very good at this.

"What did she do?" Dad asked.

"You'll find out. Fair warning, I slapped her." Mom answered.

"You hit Lydia! Come on Hales, I thought you only slapped people when they're picking on Nate or when your pregnant. Are you pregnant?" The tallest, blonde haired, male said with a grin.

That has to be Uncle Luke.

"No! And she was kind of picking on Nate." Mom said.

Dad turned and looked at me.

"Tell me what you did right now!" Dad shouted.

I flinched back. He was scary when he was mad. Especially if he's mad and it has to do with Mom but isn't mad at Mom, if that makes sense. But it looked like he had a bloody nose and a black and blue mark appearing on his jaw in two places which somehow makes him even scarier.