A/N: Wow its been forever since I've updated. I'll try to get back to posting more often since I'm on Christmas break!! Okay I wont keep you any longer. Enjoy the chapter!
Spencer POV
Later at home
"Spencer finally you're home, could you have taken any longer?"
"Nice to see you too dad" I say
"Enough with the attitude Spencer, now go get ready we have to leave soon." he replies
"What. Where are we going?"
"Don't be stupid Spencer, we're going to the country club today."
Crap I forgot. I have way too much on my mind right now its hard to keep track of everything. And I'd rather not go to the country club with all those stuck up rich snobs, but I guess I don't really have a choice.
"Right sorry Dad, I must have forgotten. I'll go get ready now." I say
"Okay you'd better hurry. We are leaving in 45 minutes" he shouts as I run up the stairs.
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After a good 15 minutes of trying to find something to wear I'm still there standing in front of my closet staring at my clothes. Its not that I don't have anything to wear I just don't have a dress that will cover the bruise on my wrist. Makeup wont cover it up either. Why should I be worried that my parents will see it anyways, they don't care. They never did.
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At the country club
"Spencer why don't you tell Mrs. Ryland about what colleges you are looking at."
"Uh, sure" I say
"I'm planning on applying to UCL-" before I can finish my mom cuts me of.
"She's planning on applying to UPenn" my mom says as she glares at me.
If looks could kill I'd definitely be dead right now.
"Right, yeah I'm looking at UPenn, it seems like it could be a good choice IF I wanted to be a lawyer" I made sure I put an emphasis on the "if" to get the point across.
"Good for you Spencer UPenn is a great school!" Mrs. Ryland says excitedly
"Yeah I bet it is" I roll my eyes. We've been here for a total of 30 minutes and I already want to strangle everyone.
"Spencer can I speak to you alone. Now."
Great, just what I want. A good chat with my dad.
"Sure, why not." I reply as I get up and walk away with him.
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"You need to cut the attitude Spencer"
"What attitude dad. I don't have an attitude."
Oh I definitely have an attitude but maybe they will make me leave if I keep up this "attitude".
"Don't be smart with me. I know what you're trying to do and you're not getting out of this dinner"
"What makes you think I'm trying to get out of dinner?"
"Spencer go sit down we will talk about this at home" he says coldly.
"Fine" I say
There's no point in arguing with him. He always wins arguments like that. So I give up and make my way back to the table when I am stopped by a cold hand on my shoulder.
"Hello Spencer."
Oops I might have left you on a cliffhanger. Who do you think it is? Let me know. Have a great rest of your day or night and I love you all. Byeeeeee
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