Scarlett Fitz POV
I crossed my arms on the desk and laid my head on them.
"I'm sure you didn't do that bad." Brielle said hopefully, from the desk next to me.
I turned my head so I was looking at her and raised my eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure I wrote a better essay than this when I was eight."
"You've had a lot on your mind." Brielle said.
"So have you and you managed to get a perfect grade." I countered, staring at Brielle's award winning essay which sat on her desk sporting a bright red A+.
Brielle looked at me unsure of what to say.
"Scarlett Fitz." My English teacher called from the front of the room.
I flashed Brielle a nervous smile and headed towards the front of the classroom so I could receive my grade.
I was handed my paper and I thanked my teacher. As I turned to walk back to my seat I quickly scanned over the paper. A bright red D took residence on the corner of my essay. I groaned in frustration.
I walked back to my seat and sat down with a thud.
"How did you go?" Brielle asked.
"Let's just say my family of English lovers are not going to be happy." I replied.
My phone started to vibrate in my pocket. I reached for my phone and opened the message.
Want to know how Mommy made the grades?
I guess you could say she was a bit of a teacher's pet.
–A
I looked at the message in confusion.
I felt a hand touch my arm. "Are you ok?" Brielle asked in concern. Her gaze flicked towards my phone.
I plastered on a fake smile. "I'm fine. It's just my mom."
"Alright…" Brielle said, not sounding entirely convinced.
I looked back at the message. What did A mean? I always thought my mom was completely honest with me. I guess I'm not the only one with secrets.
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I sat in the car as Grace drove me home from school. It was awfully silent. Almost as if she wanted so say something but wasn't sure how to bring it up.
"So I saw you talking to Mason Kahn." Grace said keeping her eyes trained on the road.
So that's what she wanted to talk about. "Um yeah we're partners for an assignment." I replied.
"Really?" Grace asked raising an eyebrow at me.
"Yes." I confirmed.
"Scarlett you know he's not a good person." Grace started.
"Why is everyone telling me that?" I said raising my voice slightly. "For god's sake I'm partners with him for a project not sucking his face in the janitor's closet."
"Alright alright." Grace said. "But seriously Scarlett you know how mom and dad feel about his family. The Kahn's are not good people, you can't trust them. Mason will use you and then leave you. You need to listen to me."
"I am not dating Mason Kahn." I said putting emphasis on every word. "And even if I was would it be such a bad thing?"
"Yes!" Grace exclaimed in shock. "Mason is not a good a person."
"Is anyone?" I replied. "Everyone makes mistakes."
"That's true but I'm your big sister and I don't want to see you get hurt." Grace said.
