I bounded through the front door of my house and slammed it shut behind me. It feels so good to come back a winner for once. This is the first chapter of my legend, and I know I can do it. I’ve already proved them wrong so far, so I might as well keep going with the whole shabam. “Mum, Dad, I’m ho-”
“Where the hell have you been?” My mum snapped
I grinned at her “I went to the meeting today, and I managed to complete all the tests with flying colours, even though gran tried to make it really hard for me, and I put her in a bad mood for showing up, and then I put her in an even worse mood for passing, I think. But anyway, are you proud of me mum?”
“Yes, I’m proud of you, but next time tell me that you’re up and leaving, alright?” She cocked an eyebrow
“Alright, alright, I will.” I agreed
“Did you eat breakfast before you left?”
“No.”
“How about a snack?”
“No.”
“What about a drink?”
“Nope!”
“Alexander!” Mum protested
“What? I was in a rush!” I tried to reason with her, but all she did was shake her head in dismay, handing me a granola bar.
“What’s the problema?” Dad asked, walking down the stairs and joining us by the front door. Can you believe that I haven’t even managed to get past my front door yet? Like, at least let me get inside before trying to have a conversation with me. I sighed and opened the packaging of the bar.
“I went to the meeting today and passed all the tests with flying colours, putting gran in a bad mood because of it, and mum’s too busy asking me whether I’ve eaten or not to properly acknowledge my achievement,” I explained, glancing at mum quickly, who just scowled in response. I took a bite out of the bar and shrugged, not knowing what else to say. Imma just enjoy my granola bar for now.
“Loosen up, baby. The boy’s gone and done the unexpected. We should be celebrating his win, not lecturing him on food!” Dad exclaimed, and mum snorted in disagreement. I smirked at his efforts, knowing that they were more than likely fruitless. “How about we use a celebration as a way to feed him the food he should have eaten before he left to go to the meeting, plus more?” Dad asked, trying to meet her halfway. Mum nodded in agreement and I smiled as dad ruffled my hair in congratulations. “Well done, my boy. You did it! This could be our big chance, Alexander. Are ya ready?”
I nodded “I’m ready for MY big chance.”
He rolled his eyes when I gave him a pointed look, and we both laughed in unison as mum sighed. I took the last bite of my granola bar as the door slammed open, and I moved out of the way with a yelp of surprise. Tiffany stood in the doorway, an irritated look on her face. “ALEXANDER! YOU COMPLETED IT AND DIDN’T FLIPPING TELL ME?! LIKE, WHAT THE HELL?!”
I should be asking that, not her. Does she really need to scream down the whole freaking neighbourhood just because I haven’t told her that one small detail yet? Like, what the hell? I was planning on calling her, but I’ve only just got home, so I haven’t been able to get around to telling her yet. On that note, how the heck does she already know? I guess I should start with an apology first, because if I question her first then I may be put in a worse situation. Girls can act weirdly to certain situations, and she scares me half to death, to be quite honest with you. “I’m sorry, Tiff.”
“Don’t you ‘I’m sorry, Tiff’ me, young man. I expected you to come to my house so we could celebrate. You didn’t even bother to call me!” She screamed
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FanfictionLegends never die. That's what we're all taught. At least, not until they're forgotten. This is the story of Alexander Goodman, and how he ventures out to lift a curse off of his family's name, and to prove himself. But will he be the next legend in...
