okay so i know i made my non-existent readers wait for too long,but i promise this part is a bit longer.
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"Wake up Katherine!!" Mom says in an excited tone "What's wrong?" I sleepily answer."We are going to visit your aunt!" She says.I sigh."Okay.how long are we staying there?" I ask her."All weekend!!"She's excited,I'm not.Mom's older sister,Stephanie Crook,is the most boring person on Earth. In the 2nd rank,just after her,is her husband,Carter Crook.They have no kids my age,Jamie or Emily's.And I know they hate this visit just as much as I do.
"Fine"I say and get out of the bed.I go to pack Em's stuff first,because Jem does most of herself.
When I'm done,its already 9 am and new york city is a long drive from hereThats the only thing I like about going there. I love new york,so instead of sitting at my aunt's house all day,I just go and wander in the city. Alone. Just the way i like it.
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"Hi" I roll my eyes at the pair of dumbs in front of me.Aunt Stephanie smiles at me,even with my rude way of talking to her.and her husband,too. Well,to almost everyone except mom and my sisters,Sarah,Tristan(who is sarah's brother)and Mark and their families."How are you,Katherine?" She says. "I'm not dying,at least." I just want to go to my room which they keep for me for when we come over,(as well as my sisters' rooms and mom's)and stay there for the rest of the time we spend here."I'm going upstairs"I head to my room and lock it. I put my headphones and let myself drown in my playlist.
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"So,Katie,any new events on your dating history?" Aunt Stephanie does this weird thing where moms and aunts let themselves into their teenage nieces or daughters lives and try to start a "girly" conversation by bringing up stuff even me and Sarah never talk about.
"Don't you dare to even slightly mention Jake" I give her a warning glare. "Don't be shy,sweetie.I'm a second mother to you,right? You can tell me anything." Did she just call me sweetie? I HATE those words. "I said there is nothing! Stop pushing it!" I'm already yelling now. Im not exaggerating, I just get mad so easily. It all slips in a second.
"And who's this Mark,I wonder?" She says,adopting her "acting so clueless" tune. "What? You have been going through my phone too? This is too much!" I hit my fist,hard,on the wood table in front of me.It doesnt hurt,though.Nothing hurts when I'm mad. "For god's sake,Aunt! I'm 16,not 5! Even Jaime wouldn't accept that being done to her! Why?" I run my fingers through my hair. It's a habit. I was a bit off the edge but do i care? Not! "Calm down,Katherine! Your aunt didn't mean it that way. Stop overreacting" Mom tried to calm me down. I let out a sigh and close my eyes, counting to ten .It's a thing i learnt from Tristan.He gets the same kind of Anger Attacks(If that's what you call them) as me.
"I just wanted to know more about you. Since you are so hard to get to open up,I didn't want to ask you because I know you'd obviously say no to me" Aunt explained
"Whatever.." I sighed and went upstairs. It's already saturday night,and we will be leaving tomorrow morning. I hate it here,because of the Crooks,but I hate it at home because it just feels like dad's ghost,or soul,is just floating there. Every single day,every single second,until one day i won't be able to take it anymore and will explode.
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"Finally" I hear Jem breathe out.I know she only wanted me to hear it,not Mom. She hates how we always complain about it.
"Home Sweet Home" I say sarcastically and go upstairs
"Katherine Ashley Rivers,where do you think you are going?"my mom calls from the bottom of the stairs while I'm nearly in thr top of it.I always hated my middle and last name so much.I prefer Katie or Katherine.
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Okay,this was kinda longer.I apologize of any mistakes,as english is not my first language.
Hope you enjoy the chapter,Non-existent readers! I decided to change the plot a bit so i know that i have not introduced the characters properly because i removed a scene(it was at Sarah's house then a party) but you will get to know them better! And,I dont have anything planned ahead so...anything can happen :P okay thats enough i talk too much with no one since nobody knows about this story ._.
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Teen FictionShe barely likes anyone. Barely has any friends. Tormented by her dark memories and thoughts, she lives inside of her own mind. The shadows and ghosts inside of it try to grab Katherine with long, cold, and slim fingers.