fire and brimstone as she glared at me. She looked older with a frown, all her edges were crinkled

going on here?"

hile putting more distance

t the glass down on the counter and cast me a glance, with a smirk on his li

carbon copy of his mother. He had her charcoal black hair, perky nose and thin lip, but he did not

g lecture. "What is wrong with you?" she barked grippin

lting icy cold heart. My relationship with my mother has always being strained for as long as I could remember, and everything that happe

w, I didn't care anymore, by spring and s

h her curly brown hair, her expression

his family. Keep your he

anything wrong,"

d. "You should not be doing

rry up and come to bed." She turned and walked

one thing rung in my head over and

ted to se

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air, letting it fall freely down my b

the door and entered. Mason and his friends stood around the poo

my exposed legs. I blushed and looked

" one of his friend, with short led hair

ook the tray containing a bottle of

e serve them, just so I could see Mason. It's been days since I saw Mason. Agatha made sure I neve

d out where I was right no

ed the prettiest smile ever at me. The eruption of but

lay pool?"

lips were still in sh

he said pulling me to

. I can't risk Agatha finding out

clumsy, h

e isn't

't tell me

ever a

and. "I think I l

ok on my face. On a spur of the moment I blurted, "I will play pool

arning how to play pool and stealing glances a

ndry room, I met a livid J

ally returne

my only friend and the only one amongst the

ng?" her eyes wid

midge," I

m would

s out," I wi

eyes at me. "Just

ove not vodka. Mason liked me too, he wouldn't have spent his entire afternoon wit

y the window and staring into space. My smile immediately

he said, as though she could re

have yo

g the laund

e to me y

e Mason and his friends d

ur laughter from the hall and here you are, reek

ks, I am not a child a

age! Can't you see he

don't eve

like him do. They lure you in with promises,

ng nothing but disgust and

I needed to breathe. It was as though Agatha never wants to see me happy. Always butting

ther into the garden and towards the fountain. I hate fighting

s, as my eyes fell on Maso

und around a blond woman