A Little Too Late (Third book to Adopted by Taylor Swift)

Chapter 38

Audrey's POV

The alarm screams though my head, slowly waking me up. I turn to go shut it off and I'm yanked back by my little brother.

Last night was hell trying to sleep attached to the shit. I would pull one way, he'd pull the other. "God what do you have to get up so early. We don't have to be to school for another two hours."

"I'm a girl I need to get ready" I pull from him and he finally stands next to me. Before dragging him into the bathroom I attempt to detach us. I open the door to our parents room and they slowly wake up. "Let us go"

They chuckle and finally our dad gets out of bed, unlocking us. "Thank The Lord!" Mason screams and runs downstairs to his room. Probably to get another hour of sleep.

When I get out of the shower, I put the ugly ass uniform on and turn my curling wand on. I put my black eyeliner on, following it up with mascara and a little light colored eye shadow. I quickly blow dry my hair and put it in loose beach waves.

I look at the clock and I have about 20 minutes. Normally I sit on my phone in my room but since I don't have that, I head downstairs and pour myself a bowl of cereal.

Taking a look at my list of chores, I choose to do them when I get home. It was about ten useless busy work chores.

Mason runs up our stairs and asks my mom to tie his tie. I wish he would just catch on the first time and not have to ask my mom every morning. "Let's go!"

"Remember to bring your brother to practice after school!" she yells the reminder as I slam the door shut, jumping into my car.

When we get to school, I leave Mason so meet up with Bethany. I'm thankful that she's at her normal morning spot, since I can't contact her. "Hey! what happened to your wrist?"

I look down and realize I have red cuts around it, "oh, my dad handcuffed my brother and me together."

"But you're okay" she double checks since it seems like I had been cutting.

"Yep. I promise."

"Okay good. Do you think today's going to be hard?"

Carter was practically in everyone of my classes. Even parenting. We did it because we were planning on making it through this trimester together but as we all know. We didn't.

The warning bell rings and we head to our first hour. He was already in his seat behind mine. No contact with Carter whatsoever. My moms voice ring through my head. And not the soft singing voice in my head, but the stern annoying one.

He wears my favorite tie of the choices we get. Though it's a solid red, it pops out every wonderful feature on his face. "Good morning Audrey."

I sit down in my seat and the real bell rings, bringing the teacher in the class. "Can you at least look at me. I miss your blue eyes." Carter leans over to my ear, slowly killing me with every word. I put my head down and pull out my notebook.

The class gets started and through the whole thing he continues to talk and to play with my hair or running his foot up my leg. And when the bell rings, I get out of there as soon as I can.

When the last hour comes around and I sit at the table with Bethany, staring across the room at Carter. Him and the football buddies took this class, sat surrounding him, and my volleyball friends surrounded me.

"Alright class! were going to start off right away with the question, is it okay to be angry at parents? not the parent itself but maybe the faith in the parent?" she writes it on the board and turns around looking for someone to volunteer. I should have never taken parenting.