Jason Davenport
A knock interrupted me as I was about to start breakfast. Since Dad wasn't home I'd started the habit of taking my food upstairs to my room. And I was really starting to like it.I could lie down lazily on a chair, or even on my bed, my food in a tray, eating at my own pace and leisure.Dad would never had allowed me to do that. We always ate proper. Always on a dining table.But as I was alone, I'd started to indulge in little things I'd never done before."Come in!" I ordered, throwing a potato fry in my mouth.A servant walked in swiftly. "Mr and Mrs Davenport are on their way from the airport. Mr Davenport said to inform you."Oh. They were back. Finally.I breathed out slowly. Dad was okay. Nothing went wrong."Okay," I responded, waving her away.She gave a short nod and walked out, clicking the door shut.I quickly downed the rest of my breakfast and jumped into the shower. I'd also resorted to shoJason DavenportAshley was all smiles as she burst through the doors, clutching a huge pink shopping bag in one hand, and an oversize purse in the other. Dad walked in behind her, looking flushed. He shouted orders to the servants about the luggage in the limo. I examined Dad carefully to see if he showed any strange signs. Satisfied, I tore my gaze away and concentrated on my phone."Hey, Jason," Dad said loudly, grinning from ear to ear. "How've you been?" He asked. Despite myself, I felt a warmth spreading through my chest. As much as I hated to admit it, I kinda missed him. "Fine, dad. How was your trip?"He grinned a second time, handing me a huge box. From the weight I could tell it was video games. Tearing the box open, I procured video games and the latest PlayStation. My eyes widened in shock. My head shot up. "Dad!" He chuckled. "I knew you'd like it.""Thank you so much." I engulfed him in a hug. "Awww,"
Amelia ForbesI sat outside the principal's office waiting for my turn to go in. I'd only ever been here once in my entire life. And that was when I'd been summoned to inform me of a scholarship I was eligible for.And now I was here again. Summoned my Mr Redmey-my English teacher. I didn't know what to expect so I waited.I just wanted everything to move by quickly so I could go. I let out a breath, slumping deeper into the very uncomfortable lobby chair. After a while of waiting, the office assistant walked out the door, her eyes roaming. There were about six students here-including me.She paused to put on her glasses. "Amelia Forbes?" She asked, twirling a pen in her hand. Slowly, I got to my feet. "That's me," I said, desperate for everything to be all over. This was not where I wanted to spend the rest of my day.A curious look came over my face as I walked into the office. The principal, Mr Redmey, Mrs Sandra, and basically all my teachers
Jason DavenportI was still pissed as I scrolled through Ashley's instagram, as it reminded me of the failure I'd come to the last time I'd followed her. Sighing, I clicked my phone off and shoved it on the sofa. I let out a sharp breath, wondering where Rory was. I was at his house. His parents were on vacation so the house was free. Which was why we always chose Rory's house whenever we wanted to hang out, or throw a party. His parents were almost always gone.Rory had stepped out to get the pot and alcohol while we waited for the guys to arrive. I'd texted Adrian an hour ago and he'd said he was on his way. I groaned in agony. I hated waiting. And I really needed a cigarette right now. After a while, the sound of approaching guys talking and laughing let me know that they were here already. Finally.Adrian walked in first, deep in conversation with Greg about something I honestly didn't care about."Where are the cigarettes?" I groaned.
Amelia ForbesI'd resorted to going out more often, as it was the only way to clear my head. I could feel myself give up more and more as the days went by, although I didn't want to.The school had emailed Nana about my grades and Nana and I had had a long talk about it. Her trying to find out if anything was wrong with me, me trying to concentrate on her words and not the pain from the hole in my chest.So here I was this evening, walking round the town for the fifth time this week and finally coming to a stop in front of a liquor store. There was a free bench directly opposite the store so I sat there, watching people move in and out of store, while trying not to think about how messed up my life was.As I watched the store, a familiar looking girl walked through the doors-dressed in an oversized hoodie, similar joggers and a beanie-clutching a bottle of alcohol wrapped in brown paper in her left hand.A sigh escaped me as I saw that it was Dani.
Jason Davenport"Can you stop that?" I snapped at the servant who kept adding more gel to my hair to make it fall backwards.Her fingers froze mid-air as she cupped another handful of gel in her hand. She stared at me wide-eyed, waiting for my next order. Unsurprisingly, it only annoyed me further. I tore the ridiculous bowtie off my neck and popped the first three buttons of the crisp white button-down I'd been forced to wear. "Well, get the fuck out!" I spat, glaring at her."Oh!" She managed to yelp before dumping the blob of hair gel into the trash and practically running out of the room.I let out a groan as the door shut behind her. Dad had decided to throw a small party with relatives and friends to introduce his "wife" to everyone. And now I had to dress up and smile and act like the child who's so glad his dad had remarried.Furious, I barged into the bathroom and washed the thick, slimy product off, only stopping when I was sure it was
Amelia ForbesI shook my head vigorously over and over again as I stared at my reflection. I'd been standing in the bathroom for more than thirty minutes-the pregnancy tester I'd gotten from a store across the street clutched in my right hand.I remembered the nasty look the lady at the counter had given me as she tossed the tester into a plastic bag, murmuring something about 16 year old sluts.I shook my head once more. I was just really tense. I can't be pregnant.Relax, Mel. It's just a false alarm. The changes in your body are as a result of stress. Breathe.Already having previous information about what single and double lines meant, I settled down and peed on it. In the few minutes it took to show the result, I wiped my hands on my jeans. Maybe it's just a coincidence. A hormone thing. After a few minutes of waiting, I let out a shaky breath and looked down at the plastic I held in my hand."No!" I screamed, feeling my throat constric
Jason DavenportI sat talking with the guys over a couple of beers at Greg's. Rory's parents, surprisingly, had decided to show up unannounced this weekend. So we had moved to Greg's instead. Which wasn't a problem for me anyway. I just needed to get out of that house and chill.After the other day when Dad had thrown that stupid party, I couldn't stand being in the same room with him or his beloved wife.Bullshit.Introducing her to our relatives showed that he was really serious with her. It also meant that he was replacing my mother.Officially.Fuck Ashley.But I knew I had to keep up my pretence so she wouldn't think I was onto her. That's why I had to leave. So I wouldn't do or say anything out of line.The only thing was that Greg-our supposed host-was nowhere to be found. He'd suggested we hang out at his place today on the group chat I'd created for the guys. He'd left Rory his key as they lived not too far from each other. We didn't
Amelia Forbes"Forbes!" The shout from Mrs Sandra jolted me from my distracted stance. I looked up to see her watching me, hands planted on her hips. Oh no. I knew there was a quiz going on, but I'd somehow lost focus in the middle of it.Slowly, I stood to my feet."Is there something interesting going on outside?" Mrs Sandra asked, the annoyed look still visible on her face.I shook my head rapidly, wanting to get through this embarrassment as soon as possible."I asked you a question. What's the gap between two contiguous teeth called?"My fingers rolled into a fist and I tried to think. But nothing was coming up.Some seats away from me Kimberly whispered something into her friend's ear and after a while I could hear murmurs."I heard her grades have been dropping.""The female Einstein has fallen.""Is she sick or something?""Dumb bitch!"I didn't turn to the sound of the voice but I knew it was Jason. Instead I