Kat is a shy bookworm. Ash is captain of the football team. How could their worlds possibly collide? It all starts with a party that gets out of hand. A small friendship blooms and it quickly turns into a beautiful romance. They seem to be inseparab...
"Kat Flowers! Young lady, I have had enough of you. Come down and explain this to me right now!" my mother yells.
I sigh.
The same thing. Over and over again. Screaming, shouting, that's all I get.
I get off my bed and trudge down the stairs.
"Yes, mother?" I ask innocently, looking at her fuming face. She is so incredibly beautiful; if only she smiled more.
"What do you call this?"
Mother shoves a piece of paper in my face and scowls. It reads 'Echo Creek High School' printed on it.
Crap. I forgot report cards were being sent home today. But what could have possibly gone wrong? I'm a straight-A student.
I slowly read my results, each one either marked A or A+. Then come the teacher comments. All of them are great until I get to Health and Social.
'Katherine is a very good student but I have a few concerns. We've recently been doing a project on love and she just sits in the back of the class and does not pay attention. I would like you to have a simple chat with her and see if anything is wrong. This behavior is very different coming from a usually sweet, and talkative young woman.
Many kind regards, Mrs. Fulton.'
I gulp. She is never going to let this go. I flinch as my mother rips the paper out of my hands and folds her arms.
"So?" she spits at me.
When I don't answer, she lifts up her hand, about to hit me.
"I... I'm sorry mother." I flinch anxiously, biting my lip and staring at the floor.
"Sorry is not good enough! Go to your room, I can't even stand to look at you right now. Now I have to contact your teacher and apologize for your wretched behavior. In the meantime, your father and I will decide your punishment."
I glance at my father apologetically. He was always the understanding one but I feel my mother is controlling him right now.
He pulls me to the side and says, "Honey, you need to start taking your life seriously. Now, I hope you understand that you are grounded for a week. Please use this time to focus more on your studies."
I nod and he kisses my forehead.
"Now go to your room please."
I quietly walk up the stairs. I can hear my parents talking about me.
All I ever wanted was for my mother to be proud of me for once.
I flop onto my bed and cuddle with Buddy. This golden retriever has been my only friend in this house since I was little. Nothing can cheer me up like Buddy. I admit I have not been focusing on my studies. But I need someone to listen to me. I don't even need advice. I just need someone to listen. I groan and push Buddy off me, and then give him an apologetic kiss. I think for a moment. Was what I wanted too much to ask for? I slip out of my clothes and get into the bath. I want to stay in there for ages, with hopes that it would wash away all my grief; but it can't and I know it. I get out, put on some clothes, and fall asleep.
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The next few days are pure torture. My mother makes me stay home so that I can 'learn from my mistakes'. Then comes the weekend. It is Sunday Morning and a rainy one at that. I wake up to somebody lightly tapping on my bedroom door. I get out of bed and open my door to find my father standing there with a small smile on his face.
"Morning, honey," Father says.
"Good morning father. Is mother asleep?"
"Yes," He says.
"Well, is there anything you need?"
It's silent for a minute and then he finally says something.
"Actually, yes, get dressed honey. You and I are getting out of the house today."
"Where are we going?" I ask.
He looks at me like I am supposed to know.
When he finally understands that I don't know, he screams at me.
"The mall!"
"Shhhhh," I whisper.
Jeez, sometimes I wonder about this one.
"If you want to get out of here, you will have to be quiet. You cannot wake mother."
He nods.
"Hurry up and get dressed, dear. I'll make us some coffee."
He shuts the door quietly. I put on a skinny sweater that shows my shape, some ripped, black jeans, and black Converse shoes. I grab my bag and tiptoe down the stairs. Father is already down there holding two coffee cups.
Yum!
"Let's get out of here," he says, handing me my coffee.
"O-" Before I can finish my sentence I hear something from upstairs.
"Oh, crap."
"Just go by yourself, honey. I will meet you there later."
He throws me the keys, a wad of cash and my license. I nod and run out through the back. I already know he won't be able to meet me there.
I start to run away when I stop. I stick my ear against the wall and listen for a moment.
Mother walks downstairs and asks, "Where is Kat?"
"She is sleeping."
When she walks up the steps to go to my room, he stops her in her tracks and says, "Let her sleep in. Besides, we need some alone time. Let's go out."
"Oh. Okay then let's go. But we are taking my car because I don't like yours."
Then I run.
Thanks for reading, sorry for the mix-up in the present and past tense before, lol. I fixed it.
-Lots of love and pandas, Kikikat14
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