Only Time Can Tell (Charlie Jones)

Only Time Can Tell

Claire POV

"Claire, your sister is on the phone she wants to talk to you." My mother walks into my room. I am at my desk doing school work. I ignore my mom as she talks non-sence about how I am not nice to my sister who I haven't seen in weeks who would take care of me and a bunch of other stuff about how I never return the favor of being a great sister to Lauren.

"Mom I'm doing my homework okay, I'll call her when I am finished." My main priority has always been school. You can call me nerdy but really I don't procrastanate. 

"For all you know this may be the last chance you have to talk to your sister."

I huff giving up and my mom hands me my phone.

"Hi Lauren."

"Hey Claire, guess what."

"Um... you made it to next week."

"Well yeah but that wasn't what I was going to say."

"What is it, are you dadting one of the hot guys from that new boyband... what was it... Radio kicks."

I hear snickering in the background as Lauren shushes them.

"Claire, I had this on speaker. I realised that just now."

"At least I know your actually watching me. Anyways, two of the other girls in my catagory have went home. And since this house is too big for just two people I have convinced Cheryl to let, let you stay with us."

"To let you let me let you do what?" I ask confused with all the 'lets' shoved into one sentence.

"Cheryl is letting me invite you to stay in the house with us." 

"Well, that's cool and all Lauren, and I really miss you, but I still have school and then we can't leave mom alone."

"You've always been the responisible one, you sure your not older."

"I wish, then mom would like me more." I sigh.

"Mom loves you what are you talking about. Well I hope we can still meet up this weekend?"

"Ofcourse, your picking me up at 7 right." 

"Yup bye Claire, I've gotta rehearse."

Lauren hangs-up the phone. My mom has always liked her more, because she is kind and smart and funny and talented. We always got aong but mom always thought that I had a problem with Lauren. Ever since I was eight my mom would scold me for not being kind enough to Lauren. Lauren never had a problem with me, I don't even know why my mom thinks I have a problem with her. She's a great sister.