HIGH SCHOOL DREAM

CHP-1

A/N
So guys, this is the first chapter of this book whewww😂. I will later in the book give you visual representations of the characters, or at least how I picture them in my head🥴
I would love this to be an interactive story hence I want to hear y'all ideas sooo Yh...
Happy reading sugar babieesss🥴💕

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Kendra's POV

You know when people tell you to expect the unexpected?, I never took it serious till I saw my life take a 360 degree turn left in less than twenty four hours. It all happened so fast I could bearly wrap my head around it, and still can't.

One minute I was making dinner for my sister and I as my mom was oddly running late

"Food is almost done Khy, come down. Plus you're doing the dishes tonight" I yelled at my lazy sister. She couldn't even lend me a hand and she's thirteen for Christ sake.

"I'm coming, you don't even understand the struggle" she huffed coming down the stairs

"You excited for school?,it's next week Monday."

"I'm actually nervous to be honest, high school isn't exactly like middle school, there are real life witches out there" I say while staring the soup pot. "And besides, I have to remind myself I'm pass—"

I dropped the spoon as I turned to face my sister, oh, it was so bad!! Khy had actually 'tried' to cut and dye her hair brown or red, I really couldn't tell. I just stared at her with awe cause she looked like a mess.
I suddenly burst out laughing

"What—th—the hell is that on your head" I barely choked out.

"It's not that bad, you're exaggerating"

"Yes it is, you like fucking pennywise but like fifty"

"No, you're just jealous and by the way, you need to go on a diet" she said sticking her tongue at me and stomping away while I was still cracking up.

"Come back soon, the food is on the cooker when you're ready sweetie" I said

She did the walk of shame back to the kitchen, dished her food and plopped on the couch while turning on Netflix. I took my food and cleaned up a bit and sat next to her on the couch

"What are we watching baby girl?"

"Anything I decide now shhh, you're distracting me" the nerve of this girl shocks me.

We must have bantered for a while after that and finish with dinner  then dozed off till I heard a loud knock on the door. My first instinct was to ignore it, it was freaking 11pm, then i realized my mom wasn't home yet so I rushed to the door.

Peeking out I asked "who is it?"

"It's the DEA miss, open the door right now, we have a warrant" the man said obviously irritated. After a quick debate in my head I opened it and over 7 men rushed in my home.

"What do you-u g-guys want?" I say but it came out as a whisper cause I was much more afraid than I would care to admit, and I was ignored.

"Why the fuck are y'all mashing up my home" I screamed this time,gaining their attention .

"Your mom has been held in custody for drug trafficking, she was caught on her way back from Peru at the airport".

I wasn't sure I heard correct so I just stared at him with a blank expression. At my expression he sized me down with his eyes

"She's currently being held for questioning and I  think it's best you come with us" he said rubbing his temple. "How old are you anyway?"

I was about to speak when my sister walked into the kitchen without acknowledging the situation. I watched as her face morphed into horror as she saw the two men standing in front of me and police officers with guns at the door.