Comes With The Seasons

Chapter 8

Sorry guys for not updating regularly, but tbh those who have read my stories before probably knew this would happen anyway. Well I'm not gonna discontinue this story because I kind of like it but updates will be inconsistent. I'm also thinking of changing the name and description of this story since I low key hate it. Anyway, sorry again.

Enjoy this chapter of Comes With The Seasons~

"What's got you so happy?" My mother asks as I walk into the kitchen.

"I don't know, I just feel like everything is just going to get better, you know?"

"No but whatever. Hey, can you ask Victoria if she and her family would like to come over for dinner tonight?"

"Ah yeah sure, but I'm pretty sure they would say yes!"

"Thanks Mila. Hey have you seen your sister?"

My mind blanks. Which house did she say? Where was she staying? I was too tired and angry to actually listen to what she was staying.

"Oh, I think she told me she was going to Stacey's house?" I recall, weakly.

"Hmm, that's strange. I was told that Stacey was going to a party last night."

"Well, maybe she told me someone else's house? I can't exactly remember what she told me . . ."

"Alright then, as long as she comes home soon, anyway I have to head out for work. See you later darling."

"Bye Mum!"

Mum walks out the door with her purse slung on her shoulder. I look at the time and decide that I'd rather head to school now than deal with Joslyn when she comes home. I run upstairs and into my room, pick up my bag from beside my bed and throw it on my back before walking over to Harry's room.

"Hey, you better get up and ready for school," I insist, opening his door.

"I'm not going . . ." he groan from under his blanket.

"Oh yes you are! Dad said last night that if you don't get your act together and go to school then he is taking away your games! Get out of bed asshole and life might just be easier for you!" I growl, ripping the blanket off of him.

"Fine! God, you don't need to be such a bitch!"

"Say that again and I won't hesitate to tell Joslyn that you were the one that stole her makeup bag last week."

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh I would! Now get ready for school!"

I drop his blanket and walk out of his room. I skip down the stairs, almost tripping on one of Harry's shoes. God, does he ever clean up anything? I open the front door to Vicky on my doorstep.

"Vick? What the hell?" I question, jumping back a bit.

"My Mum stole my car to drive my siblings to school, can you drive me?"

"Course Vick but don't scare me like that every again."

"Me scare you? I was about to knock and you gave me a heart attack?" She laughs, linking arms with me.

I close the door behind me and walk Vicky to my car. She jumps in the passenger seat and immediately pulls down the mirror so she can clean up her makeup. I chuckle to myself as I start up the car.

"What?" She asks, applying concealer on her face.

"Sometimes I wonder how we are friends."

"Just because I don't want to look like trash and you do."

"Damn Vick you are vicious!"

We both laugh loudly as we pull up at the school. I hop out of the car only to be tackled from behind.

"HOLY SHIT- April what the hell?!" I yell at the little brunette who is securely attached to my back.

"I was aloooone . . . no one was here, not even Tom. So when I saw your car pull up I ran over," April whines with tears in her eyes.

"Jeez you are such a wimp," Vicky snorts from where she was leaning on the car.

"You are so mean Vick," April whines.

I wonder if I can pick April up. I swiftly wrap my arms around April's legs and jump up off the ground.

"MILA!" April screams wrapping her arms around my neck.

"I never knew you were so light Apple," I laugh using her nickname from grade 3.

When we were all in grade 3, Ben had just moved to our school. When we were introducing ourselves April said her name so quietly that he thought she said 'Apple'. 'Wait your parents named you Apple?' he said that so loud that everyone immediately burst out laughing. April was then called Apple for the rest of grade 3.

"You know I hate that nickname, no one even knew my real name. They just thought my actual name was Apple," April sighs, nuzzling her head in my neck.

"This is so adorable that it just might make me throw up," laughs a voice from behind us.

I let April stand up before turning to the voice. Alex is walking up to us with Peter and Tom in pursuit.

"What do you want asshole?" I growl.

"I just wanted to say hi. That's what friends do right? Say hi," he asks in a mocking tone.

"News flash! We aren't your friends so bug off, dick for brains!" Vicky sneers from beside me.

Alex scowls for a second before Tom and Peter stroll up beside him.

"What's going on here?" Peter smirks, leaning on Alex's shoulder.

"I was just politely saying hi when these rude little girls told me to fuck off," Alex says in a courteous voice.

"Actually, I said bug off dick for brains," Vicky adds, walking in front of me.

I grab her arm so she knows not to punch these guys. Meanwhile the boys jump around and start smiling widely like idiots.

"Lookie lookie, Vicky wants to fight!" Peter laughs.

"She must be back for revenge for what happened yesterday," Alex smirks at me causing my eyes to widen.

"Wait what? What do you mean what happened yesterday?" Vick questions, taking another step forward.

The boys stop jumping around and become intrigued. No Vick, let's just leave. Please I want to go. I hide behind Vicky and hold the back of her shirt.

"Little Mila didn't tell you? You see, yesterday a big ol' fight was happening down at the lockers when Miss Hero thought she could step in. Then my boy Alex gave her a punch straight to the face," Peter laughs hysterically.

Suddenly Vick lunges forward, tackling Alex to the ground and launching punch after punch to his face. I step back and place my hands around myself. April, Tom and Peter rush forward to pull Vicky off of Alex. After struggling for a few minutes, April pulls Vicky back to where I am.

"What the fuck?" Alex shouts as Tom and Peter help him up.

"YOU EVER FUCK WITH MY FRIENDS AGAIN AND I'LL BEAT YOU TO DEATH!" Vicky screams as April stops her from running forward, "I DON'T CARE WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE! YOU HURT MY FRIENDS AND IT'S STRAIGHT TO THE FUCKING CEMETERY!"

Tom and Peter carry Alex away from my car and Vicky. Vicky and April walk towards me but I'm still staring at the spot where Vicky had tackled Alex to the ground. I start to hear my heart beating rapidly in my ear. I can feel my body becoming loose and shakily dropping to the ground. My eyes fogging over and I feel like I can't breathe. What's . . . happening?

"MILA!"