The Darker Side Of Me!

Chapter 4 - First Day...

Calvin was pissed off to say the least! He had to fend his two eldest daughters off one another... TWICE! Once at home and once in the car. He was sick of the constant fighting. At least Emilia behaved today, when all three of them were screaming at each other last week, it was a total nightmare. Well, Cal mused, that's what teenaged girls do with their raging hormones. Why did he HAVE to have three? PLUS another son... but he always said he wanted a large family, maybe he should have listened to Gwen and stop at the two girls? Naaah... he loved all four of them dearly and wouldn't change a thing.

Another thing that rattled Cal's cage was the fact that he had to go to that stuck up school so he could sign one, YES JUST ONE bloody piece of paper. And what for? Fun? What's wrong with email? Or even posting? He wanted a bright future for his children of course, but Gwen could have chosen a less 'cleansed' school, he was so out of place with his bright blue overalls and massive chunky boots. Then it turns out that BOTH parents needed to sign the bloody form, a flashback of the earlier conversation came to his mind:

"Where's your wife good sir?" Mr up-his-own-snooty-arse asked.

"My... my wife?" Calvin quizzed.

"Oh yes, we do need both signatures." What a prick! Cal thought. Oh how posh people get on his nerves.

In the reception, he had to listen to the snooty, umpa-lumpa looking head master drone on about how HIS school was the best. He bragged about the high grades, several trophies and medals the school has won for a number of reasons and apparently the school had the best Ofsted reports in the local area. He felt himself drift in and out of consciousness throughout this speech. Whatever Mr. Dickhead, can my girls actually get to their lessons now? Calvin thought, he was so annoyed.

Cal didn't want to go to the school in the first place, it wasn't exactly his favourite place in the world. He loathed school growing up. Oh, how he wished he didn't need to go to school as a young lad, he couldn't stay in one school long enough to make friends. That is, until he started his final school at fourteen years old. Thats where he met his best friends Danny, Mark and Jase. He also met the love of his life, well, RE-met her anyway. They first met way back in 1976 or was it '77? But that was a whole different story.

Even though his girls fight and argue with each other, Cal was proud of all three, they had grown into beautiful young ladies. Each of them had passion in one way or another. Lexi had a passion for music, a passion she shared with himself. Her most prized possessions were her guitars. He did worry about Lexi though as she wasn't the best student in the world and often got into trouble with teachers. Calvin knew she wanted to go into the music career and he supported that as much as he could but he knew she needed a more realistic goal. He had tried to go down the music route himself but it had only ended in disappointment, he didn't want that for his daughter. He just had to remain confident that Lexi will find her niche... she's a smart girl, she'll figure it out.

As for Lee and Mia, they've always had good grades. Cal was so impressed that they could actually out smart their own dad... yes BOTH of them! Each of them knew exactly what they wanted to achieve in life.

Leanne was interested in the medical career - she wanted to be a paediatrician. Although she loved children, she had firmly put her foot down and expressed that she never wanted her own, much to Gwens disappointment. On the other hand, Emilia wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps and study law. Unbelievably she was only twelve years old! The little rascal was like a clone of Gwen - not only did she look exactly like her, from the red hair to the light coloured skin, but she had a similar personality to her mum.

Back in his car, Cal could relax and smoke a thousand cigs after the trauma he went through. Oh my God that man could fucking speak!

After a sudden realisation, Cal realised he had been sat in his car for almost ten minutes outside the school. He had smoked the remainng three cigarettes in his packet. Fuck! He glanced breifly at the time, it read nine thirty. Double fuck! He was late for his first day at work. At least he can make the excuse that he was at the school with his girls. He dropped the cigarette packet on the floor, got the car out of the parking position then sped off to work.