Consequence

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(A/N the image to the side is how the inside of Joan's car looks like )

Serena (POV)

I woke up to a a full on stampede . Hundreds of people running in every available direction with their footsteps thundering into the recognition of my senses , frightening screams everywhere ringing unpleasantly into my half awake eardrums , violent gunshots and a loud, male voice shouting on top of his lungs with anger awfully clear in his voice

GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU GROUP OF IGNORANT MISCREANTS!!!!!

Followed by more gunshots.

I was scared stiff, I was paralyzed with fear and my brain in a haze because of the hungover, I tried to stand up but everything was a daze, I was too scared and my splitting headache, a migraine if you will, that felt like large elephants drumming and dancing salsa to a vigorous beat in my head made it difficult for my brain to access the use of any of my limbs until Julie pulled me up with all her might along with the other girls and we started running out of the mansion barefooted, aww my fav ankle boots, I thought to myself as we ran to the elevator and waited patiently for about a minute . We waited and it silently shifted into place . As soon as it reached our floor the girls and i shoved, pushed and knocked everyone within view out of our way as we ran as fast as our legs could carry us to prevent a situation where we'd have to share the limited amount of space with anyone else and the moment we reached the ground floor we continued the journey like wild antelope running away from cheetahs in their pursuit who sought to claim us as their trophies . We run along with the others, I soon stilled to catch my breath only to be knocked to the ground by another group of roughly ten freshmen running like chickens who had lost their heads on Christmas morning.

Joanne returned with Kayla and together they helped me up and we continued down the large steps roughly 16 in number that preceded the large, wooden 12 ft oak doors that had intricately carved designs, and a large 'R' stood dominant, which i suppose stood for the family name Rivers, I hadn't noticed when I arrived earlier last night as it was dark .

We quickly cramped ourselves into Joan's mahindra, jet black luxury truck like sardines and we sat counting the seconds till we felt ourselves sigh sighs of relief upon the sound of Joan igniting the car's ignitions and quickly joining the fleet of cars that seemed to scramble for space to exit the mansion trying hard to avoid running into statues, a string of fountains among other exotic pieces of ornaments that lay lavishly around the estate's obviously well kept lawn and gardens.

We started laughing hysterically upon reaching the highway that meant we successfully escaped that encounter with our heads, limbs and dignity intact. What the hell happened you guys? I asked gripping my side in discomfort as the laughter died down ." Mitch's wack job of an uncle happened" Joanne retorted from the back with a smile pleased with herself . I thought Mitch was home alone, "Apparently so did he" Joan said . "Oh great I left my barely one month old new car back in that nut house", Kayla said sarcastically, " pray he doesn't dispose of it " Joan replied with an evil smirk . Where's Quin, Roxy and Blair? " they went in a separate car " Julie continued. It was just the five of us awake with Belle napping in the seat far back , "Hello, babe please pick up . I beg you " Julie said in a pout . "I doubt he will " liesel exclaimed, she continued. " whatsApp is jomming no one is ever going to forget this party". She paused for a bit and shrieked in her high pitched voice in a manner that caused Joan to cringe and nearly ran the car out of its lane. "Herh, liesel are you mad? " Joan scolded her, she chuckled playfully in reply and said , " Eii Charley, you guys I've got news, she waved hysterically from her phone " "what's up? " Julie said still upset that she wasn't able to contact Ricks, " Mitch and his gang are the only ones left in the mansion with ... Joanne cut her off unintentionally and said " oh great they're at the mercy of Mitch's deranged Uncle " she said clearly alil worried, I smiled then wiggled my eyebrows and faked a slight cough 'ehem' 'ehem' the girls soon caught the inside joke as they also mimicked my actions. "Hmm", Julie giggled now back to her lively self " I'm sure Brad isn't in harms way " she followed with a grin and a nod from the others, we always teased her with her ex, insisting she still had the hots for him but she'd always deny it fervently and later on burst out laughing. It confused us, was she laughing cause it was true or the situation called for it . She's a mystery that Joanne. Soon, Joan parked with ease in font of the Gates of my fathers mansion. I was home, but now standing in front of the gate, I had no idea how I was going to escape the consequence of me spending the night elsewhere and returning at 11:54 am the next day unscathed and what made it worse was the fact that its Sunday I muttered to myself as I glanced nervously over my Gucci watch . My religious parents are probably going to lock me up till I'm old and gray . I took a large whiff of the cold, unfortunately slightly dry and dusty harmattan winds, hoping it would fill me up with courage . I turned back to a hilarious sight of my friends teasing me by singing old African songs, one went like this

Old Serena is dead and gone to her grave

Hmm ahh gone to her grave

Her loyal friends planted a mango tree over her head

Hmm ahh over her head

The mango tree grew ripe and ready to drop

Hmm ahh ready to dream

The came a mighty wind and blue them all off

Hmm ahh blew them all off

I narrowed my eyes at them and said 'can it before I make sure you join me in my grave ' adding air quotes for more effect .

Ohh like we're scared as they rushed back into Joan's car and she soon sped off into the horizon. I stood still for a while imagining all the possible punishments I could receive. I hesitantly leaned forward to the voice activated gates and said the secret code and they slid open . I walked through the large compound, round the fountain and suddenly I was facing the main doors of my home, well here goes nothing' I grumbled and knocked. Siluna opened the door and greeted me .

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG LADY? "

My father said with hostility and aggressiveness .

I...I...I w-was err I stammered scared out of my wits .

"SPEAK UP! "

Good morning, I just went for err a morning jog I said smiling and batting my eyelashes to sound more convincing.

"DRESSED LIKE THAT"

Yes Dad, you see its the new trend nowadays running in err...

I looked down trying to figure out how I'm gonna make this tired, worn out, miserable lie sound remotely conceivable .

Running in short clothes helps err strengthen the calves and thighs and does wonders for the ...

"ARE YOU DONE? " he said in an irritated low tone .

Yes please

"BABY GIRL, I'VE LIVED DECADES LONGER, IM NOT THAT GULLIBLE . NOW TELL ME WHERE YOU REALLY WERE."

he said in a tone attempting to hide his anger, but to no avail.

I didn't reply, I just looked back up at him as if challenging him to go on

" SERENA, GO UPSTAIRS AND PACK YOUR BAGS "

family vaykay?

"NO"

then why Dad? I asked honestly confused .

"IM AFRAID, I HAVE NO CHOICE. IM SHIPPING YOU OFF TO A PRIVATE BOARDING SCHOOL IN THE UNITED KINGDOM."

All of a sudden, I felt all the blood in my face rush down to my feet . I felt cold, then slowly the temperature in my body rose . I was fuming mad.

YOU CANT FUCKING DO THAT, I yelled with all my might.

"WATCH YOUR TONE YOUNG LADY AND I CAN DO THAT, I FEED YOU, CLOTHE YOU AND FINANCE THOSE ABSURD SHOPPING SPREES."

that's doesn't give you a right to ruin my life, i said with fresh warm tears spilling on my cheeks . I've dealt with solitude and spent birthdays and family holidays all alone. I had to console myself somehow plus I'm almost 18 .

"EXACTLY ALMOST, YOU'RE STILL A MINOR. AS YOUR FATHER I ORDER YOU TO GO UPSTAIRS, PACK YOUR BAGS AND GET ON THAT FLIGHT THAT LEAVES IN EXACTLY 29 MINUTES."

You can't force me

"WATCH ME! "

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A/N
So I haven't had writers block, I've just been reading other books lately and I seriously have to step up my game in order to compete with these guys . Anyway vote, comment, share and please help spread the word. Sorry for the late update guys! Love ya!

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