Hello everyone..... I decided to write a story on wattpad, I don't how this will go or how many reads I will have but then I'm already grateful to those who will read my book and very much for thankful. I hope we enjoy this book. I will try as much as possible to update often.
Saturday morning, mum comes to wake Sasha and I in the room, saying there was an important family meeting. Still dizzy I whispered,
'Mum, does it have to be this morning?'.
Sasha lazily stood up and said, 'What meeting again this morning, mum?'.
'You girls should get up before..... ',
And I knew mum was annoyed. She kept talking but I barely heard as I scrambled awake and went to the bathroom. I heard Sasha enter along with me and I heard the door of the room close, mum was out of the room. Probably more annoyed. We cleaned up and found our way downstairs, to the meeting.
'Good morning Dad, Morning Mum', I greeted.
'Morning Natalie, how was your night?'
Dad replied and I just mumbled great as I took a seat. Sasha joined me.
'Morning Dad, Morning Mum', Sasha mumbled as if forced to greet them.
'What is this about, mum?', I asked curious and mum looked at dad. Now that was weird.
'We want to change your school, Natalie.' Mum started and I gave her a glare before she looked away and continued,
'Immediately after your sister's graduation.' I stared blankly before it dawned on me, Sasha's graduation is next month .
'What?', I felt the traces of shock in my voice.
'Yes', Dad replied.
'To a boarding school', he added and I realized I was screwed.
'Are you chasing me away?', Yeah I was confused, why would they send me to a boarding school.
I looked at Sasha and I saw that she was as shocked as I was, speechless too, she hadn't said anything yet.
'Your dad and I thought changing school will make you relate with people better. In fact, we are taking you to a school in Paris.'
Now I'm so busted. Paris?
'Paris? Mum? Does that make any sense?' Sasha talked, shock very much plain in her voice.
I guess Paris triggered her senses of talking.
'What's wrong with Kord High?, who says she doesn't relate with people? Why the hell does she have to go all the way to Paris to relate with people?', she continued.
'Yes Mum, Dad', I continued for her and I looked to mum, then to dad, then to mum again.'Just let me finish High school in Kord High. It's just my senior year left.' I pleaded.
'Will you two just stop talking like this?' Dad talked, which meant I was leaving Kord high whether I wanted or not.'This is for your own good Natalie', Dad continued.
'This should even make you happy', he concluded.
'Yes, I agree with your dad. We want a change of environment for you Natalie, a social life. It will help you', mum agreed.
'I don't want this. It's not fair', I said without thinking. But nobody was listening.
'That's the end of today's meeting, see you later', Dad said as he and mum left the house.
Sasha looked at me and I saw it, there were tears in her and I felt them drop from my own eye balls. What kind of parents make their own children cry. I really didn't have to leave New York to Paris to get better and relate with people. My parents just have to see that I'm doing just fine.
'What are we gonna do?', Sasha inquired with a teary voice. How I was going to miss her if I ended up going.
'Looks like I have no idea', I replied honestly. I really had no idea what to do when dad already decided.
That's how things are, once dad decided on a thing, no one could mumble not to talk of complaining about it. Dad was stern like that.
Sasha sighed and I realized she had just given up also, I'm telling you, she wasn't the only one who had given up.
'It's all his fault', I heard her say and I knew exactly who she was talking about.
That big 'son of a bitch'. It really was his own damn fault. If only he knew what he had just cost me.
'Let's go shopping', Sasha looked at me weirdly. Yeah I know, after receiving a death sentence, yeah, going to Paris is a death sentence, I still wanted to go shopping.
'OK', she replied without arguing and few seconds later we were out of the house.
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