The Dangerous Doll

Chapter 2

"She..what?" She went into my house? In my home? Why would she go home when she certainly lives with my dad in England!

She took everything away from me even dad. And now she'll come home? With a guy? Maybe her boyfriend or what? Tell me this day isn't going for any worse

"Your mom didn't tell you she fetched her this morning, didn't she?" Daniel seriously asked like I'm some joke here.

And why the hell would mom fetch her? She basically didn't told me about it so I can't refuse. She surprise me so damn much and I'm not buying it.

"She fetch her and she want me to go home to meet her, is that what are you trying to say?" I calmly asked. Refraining myself to yell like an angry woman. Because if I did, this will surely be the second time I'll be on the school's bulletin board.

"Yes and she's with a long haired guy." Zach interrupted my thoughts of chopping Clea's arm. They went into my house?

"You met them?"

"No, but that's what your mother told us." Zach keeps biting his lip and I can sense that he's nervous. He should be! Well

"There's no way in hell I would meet that bitch Daniel, you knew how much I despise her!" He tried to speak but nothing came out.

Clea is my damn half sister. Damn damn sister.

"For pete's sake! We aren't in good terms!" I frustratedly ran my hands through my hair.

"Your mom told..." he trailed off when he noticed I'm getting irritated as hell. "Jesus! Calm down Clarin I'm just a damn messenger here!" I know, fuck this!

"Clarin, I think your mom doesn't know about this too. What if Clea just called her this morning to friggin fetch her to surprise the the shit out of you?" Sam said. That doesn't help me at all.

I can't think straight! Why would mom do that? She's not her daughter. She's my damn half sister and I hate drama in this world. Damn it, why?

"Do you guys think I must go home?" I whisper softly. So they can't hear how desperate I am to straddle on top of Clea to probably punch her face and break her nose. Why I'm this angry? Oh, well! People wouldn't be pleased to hear our story.

"Hell no!" They all said.

Right, I need to calm down.

"I think we'll see each other later tonight guys. 8 PM." Justin declared as the bell rang. He went directly outside to meet his professor.

We all parted ways and waved goodbyes. I went in my Biography class still fuming mad but I can handle. No one in my group took this class so I'm absolutely alone.

"Hi Clarin, are you alright? I heard what happened this morning." Marco approached me then he occupied the space beside me. Well, I need a diversion.

"Not really, the girl accused me for nothing. It was an absolute immature fight." Yeah right, I just got in a fight! "Can I talk to you later?" He asked. He held my hand and I smiled.

"Are you going to Justin's party tonight?" I asked. He's not  a friend of him but I think he'll come anyway.

"Yeah, everyone's invited." Marco is a sappy guy, he's not my usual type because I hate his style. He often wears cardigans and maong jeans and even paired it with a beanie to complete the hilarious outfit.

He always smile at me so his beard frames his face. He's got a piercing in his tongue that can I rarely see because I'm too disgusted too see 'em too.

I hope our talk later will be as fast as I expected so we aren't seeing each other anymore

"Cool." He smiled then remove his hand away from mine. Thank, God!