I unlock the door and wak in, hearing shouting.
"NO, AND WE WILL NOT BE COMING BACK. YOU WHORE!"
I enter the kitchen just as my sister finishes her rant. She turns just as I enter and I arch an eyebrow as she smiles sweetly, covering the shock on her face that I heard everything she just said.
"So, how was your-" She starts.
"Save it" I cut her off. Rolling my eyes. Ha ha ha.
"It was Mom." I look up at her, wide eyed.
My mother decides that now is a good idea to call
"Why?" I ask, grabbing a water from the fridge.
She turns to look at me and her eyebrows furrow in confusion. "She wants us to come home."
I spit out my water, spraying the counter and half the fruit, and look at her wide eyed. I glare. "Never."
I turn on my heel and walk up the stairs. I need a break from idiots and myself and late sisters and stupid mothers.
I call the one person who I haven't got to know to well to classify. Clary.
"Hey Clary." I say.
"Um... Willow!?"
"Yes."
"OMG! Awesome. Okay."
"You wanna hang out."
"Sure. You skatebourd."
A smile slowly takes over my face.
"Meet you half way?"
So, hey, sorry this is off to a really slow start but i'm building up to excitement. (:
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