Challenging the Bad Girl

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

When I got home, my mother was in the kitchen preparing a pie for the Cohen's like the nice, loving mother she is. Yea, right.

I silently went to my room and started to prepare the supplies I needed. I grabbed a bag of jolly ranchers that I had specifically for good times like these, my itching powder and an old bottle of pink temporary hair dye that might have been out of date. I stuffed everything in my bag and went to get dressed.

I picked out a pair of shredded white pants, with a black statement shirt, and my worn out black converse. After I finished my makeup, I grabbed my stuff and went down the stairs to see my mom all ready to go, waiting for me on the couch.

"You look like you're up to something, and I'm warning you now Beatrice. This better be a nice family visit." She said, standing up and staring me down. Yea as if this just scared me.

"Mom I'm hurt. What would make you think so, you know how welcoming I am." I feigned innocence but the look on her face told me that she was having none of it.

"Beatrice I'm just warning you." She said giving me another stare down, then she turned around and headed towards the door with me in tow. But the one thing that neither of us knew at that moment is how interesting this night would actually turn out to be.

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"Mom are you sure you're on the right track?" I asked the same question for the millionth time and again my mom replied with the same line.

"Yes I'm sure."

"Really, because I'm wondering why we've been going around in circles for the past forty minutes when the whole town of Pinedale doesn't take forty minutes to go through." I muttered rolling my eyes and she just ignored me like usual. I put my ear buds back into my ears, and it wasn't long before my mom rudely pulled them out of my ears.

'I think we're here." She said pulling up in front of an old brick house that looked much like ours and the rest of the houses around Pinedale.

"Wow mom, it took you long enough." I muttered getting out of the car and loudly slamming the door just to annoy her, and it worked because she turned around to glare at me before making her way up the neglected driveway.

The house did look like the many others around here but unlike the others it still had that old, unused feeling to it. The driveway was littered with stones and leaves that it was hard to walk straight on it, and the bushes surrounding the house were so high that they made the house look like it was in the middle of a forest. My mother of course, made it to the front of the house in no time and turned back to look at me, waiting for me to join her so we could act like the happy family that we weren't.

"I think your mouth runs faster than your legs." She called and I glared at her, purposely slowing down even more.

"I think your mouth is bigger than your brain." I said once I made it next to her on the doorstep.

She gave me a warning look and steadily ringed the doorbell. In no time a woman that much resembled milo and his sister, with her auburn curls, high cheekbones, and perfect full lips, opened the door.

"Hey Elizabeth, I'm so glad you made it" she said excitedly, like she haven't had visitors in a long time. She engulfed my mother in a long hug like they haven't seen each other in years and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. As I had later come to learn from my mom during the car ride that they were coworkers so they probably haven't seen each other in about two hours or something.