She's The Man 2 (NOT COMPLETED)

2. Dinner With The Guilt

-Rose-

"Are you okay back there?" My mom asked from the passenger seat. We just got out of the house after my mother admired her old antiques that I will be soom using for a while.

"Yeah" I whispered.

"You know you don't have to take the bet, right?" She asked looking at me from her side view mirror. Yes, I knew I didn't have to but, growing up with parents who had social media on their backs  24/7 and judgments from the paps always made me worry of what others thought of me. I just felt out of place from the rest of the family.

"I want to though, it just feels wrong that I have to act like a total different person just to talk to Matt" I admitted. My mother didn't reply and I just stayed quiet for the rest of the ride looking out of the fogged windows.

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"We're here." My dad informed us as he parked the car. I hoped out the car and walked with my parents into the house.My mom just walked in and walked to the kitchen which was pretty normal. I followed along greeting my grandma and aunt Gemma. "Where's Harry?" My mom asked as I wondered the same. I have never been really close to uncle Harry after he got a girlfriend. He spends most of his time with her and both my mother and I dislike her. We can tell that she just uses him for his money but he clearly can't. "He's running late, Molly wanted a new outfit for today so they went" My grandma scoffs. I can tell she isn't too fond of her as well but she's too kind to admitt it.

Time passes and the food is ready and set on the table. Everyone is seated and serving themsleves when the door opens to an annoyed Harry. I smirk hoping that he finally see's how much of a jerk Molly is. "You look happy" Aunt Gemma teasesand Uncle Harry just flips her off causing me to laugh. "There are kids here, Harold." My Grandma, Anne scolds him facing me and I just sigh "Where's Molly?" My father asks.

"She was frustrated not knowing what to wear so she ordered me to drop her off back home." He grabs his plate piling up his plate. "Oh?" My mom says. She's very nosey but never crosses the line. "Yes Julie." My uncle replies simply. We stay silent enjoying our meal and I feel uncomfterble trying not to eat like a pig. They start a conversation of who knows what and I'm not the slightest interested.

All I can think about is Matt's face when he realises I've been playing him all along. I am tempted to end the dare before it starts but what will everyone think? "She's a pussy,she's scared. A whimp" I shake the thoughts out of my head hiding the frown that grew on my face with a fake smile. "Isn't that right, Rose." My mom said snapping me out of my complex thoughts. "Huh?" I said bluntly.

"What were you thinking about, kid?" Harry said to me and I cringe at the name 'Kid' If anything I'm not a kid. I'm doing a crazy dare so I'm anything but a kid. But what about my grandma and family what will they think of me? "School." I lied. I can see my dads frown on his face knowing well what I was thinking about but my mother's face lit up and I already knew what subject she was going to bring. "Can I go to the bathroom?"I asked to be dissmissed and my grandma noded. I went to the close bathroom not wanting to walk far and shut the door. "Tomorrow I'll ask if I can piss." I said to myself. I can still hear the conversation from the table and I already hear my mother braging.

"What?!" I hear my uncles pathetic screems. My eyes go wide and I somehow have an instinct on opening the door letting a towel drop to the floor. Just as I was to walk out my foot got caught in the towel and I could feel myslef falling back into the bath tub causing the curtin to fallon top of me. I groan at the pain. Not the first time today something fell on me. "Rose ae you okay?" My mom said picking the curtain up from me. My grandma asked the same and I answered that I was completly fine even though I knew my thigh was now gonna have a bruise. My aunt started to laugh at the sight which caused my uncle and dad to come to see what is happening. Before they could see my humiliation I got up and acted as if nothing happened. "I'm not feeling well, can we leave?" I asked my mom in front of the small crowd. "We just got here, honey. Does your head hurt? Is it the bet?" She asked and I grew annoyed. "Can you stop bringing up the bet?  I already feel bad and it hasn't even started." I complained quietly. My aunt dragged my dad and uncle out and my grandma followed leaving my mother and I alone.