CHAPTER FIVE

ADAM:

" so how was school darling?" Mum asked as Cheryl finally took her seat at the dinner table. She had been on the phone for almost three good hours and I'm fucking starving but mum wouldn't let us eat until Cheryl is here. Now she is, good. I thought as I put the slice of bread in my mouth.

  " it was just normal mum. You ask this question every day" she said and smiles as she places her phone on the table.

   " well yes. I just want to know how school was. You too Adam" she said staring at me. I just nodded my head and shrugged then she fumed.

   " what!" I asked her, my mouth still filled up with bread and nutella. She frowned deeper than before. 

  " seriously what" I asked again staring at her with confusion.

  " I just asked you how school went and you just raised your shoulders" she said raising her voice. I could tell she was at the verge of getting angry.. Why would she be?

   " well I said fine" I said as I stared at her again, she had her mouth shaped in an oh.

   " oh do I read sign languages now?. I'm sorry then" she scoffed angrily as she stood up. Okay I am really confused now. I mean why was she getting mad.

   " what's wrong mum?" Cheryl asked as she puts down her phone again. She had been texting again. She was totally addicted to her phone these days, I wonder who she was texting and calling.

   " what's wrong? Can you two hear yourselves?" She said half yelling, I stared at Cheryl with a puzzled look, apparently she had the same expression as me on her face.

   " I'm trying to issue a conversation with you two and you are just acting like I don't exist. Cheryl you basically text every time and ignore all my questions and you Adam you just sit there every day doing nothing. You two are annoying bunch of kids. I'm trying to know what's going on in your lives right now here but you guys keep shutting me out" she yelled then started pacing.

   " mum what's wrong? You are scaring us" I said frowning . I didnt understand shit of what was happening right now.

   " what's wrong is that I'm fed up of you two. My husband left me because you guys were a burden!" She yelled on top of her voice while pointing to us. Cheryl just burst into tears. Okay enough of this madness.

  " because of us? No dad didn't leave because of us. He left because you guys had problems you couldn't solve. He fucking left us all because you guys were fucking messed up in the head!!!" I yelled hard at her while pointing back at her.

  " he left..." I was interrupted by mum's palm on my face. Wow! I stood up as I put my hand on my left cheek. That doesn't stop me from talking.

  " well he wasn't just your husband, he was our dad!!" I yelled

  " for Pete's sake... Fuck! Fuck this all, I can't freaking do this again!" I yelled as I left the dinner table and also the house shutting the door with a bang after me but I heard Cheryl's footsteps as she ran up the stairs. 

  I walked to my car and entered it, I pulled out of the drive way as I dialed Shawn's mobile number.

   " fuck!!!! Fuck!!" I yelled in the middle of the road as I hit the steering wheel. 

   " screw you mum!"I yelled

   " will you quit cursing and get out of the way" a man inside a car yelled as he passée right by my window.

   " asshole" I yelled right after him as I raised my middle finger up for him even of he couldn't see me.

  " man.. Man! Are you okay?" Shawn's voice filled the car. Crap I forgot I dialed his number earlier. I sighed as I continued driving.

   " I'm coming over. Can't explain on the phone" I said trying my best not to yell at him , a frown on my face.

    " okay I will wait up for you on the porch" he said.

   " okay I will be there in five" I said and I hung up. I hate this life.

ELIZABETH:

   " so I'm guessing you didn't get any sleep last night" Alex said to me during the second period in class the next day. We have French now and Mrs Elena wasn't around yet.

   " yes and no now leave me" I murmured as I placed my head on my locker while ally gave me a pity look. This girl still talks to me even after my attitude. I mean I shut her out yesterday. I wonder how she is still my friend. I mean she knows virtually nothing about me.

   " awn you look so worn out but there is no way we can sneak out of class. We need French on our reports after we dropped the Japanese class we took last summer Betty" she said before putting her head on her table too facing me.

  " we had to drop Japanese class, we failed every semester. I mean the only word we understand is 'sayonara' which means goodbye" I said smiling.

   " remember the look on Mr Chang's face as we got another F last year" she said and we burst into a fit of laughter. It was a sight to behold, let me tell you a little of what happened. Mr Chang had told both Alex and I to drop his subject last year because we were behind in his class but we promised to raise our grades up so Mr Chang boasted to the other language  teachers that the two poor students will pass and he might have accidentally bet on his car that we are going to ace our exams . but in the end, Alex and I failed so after losing his car, he kicked us out of his Japanese class.

   " at least he kicked us out Respectably" I mumbled as I smiled.

  " respectably? Are you kidding me ?. He basically threw all our books and our bags out in the hallways and was shouting random Japanese words but hopefully I know he hates our guts because he clearly shouted I hate you in English" she said and laughed.

  " we never asked him to bet his car on us or even tryst us in the first place" I said as I laughed along side Alex. It is fun to loosen up so now we are stuck in French.

  " bonjour class" Mrs Elena said . speaking of the devil... She is here.

  " are we going to fail French too?" Alex asked me jokingly. I glared at her .

  " we better not or we are going to take Portuguese" I said smiling. Alex shaked her head in disapproval.

  " I thought so" I muttered.

  " mademoiselle Elizabeth and mademoiselle Alexandria quez-vous quelque chose pour la classe?" Mrs Elena asked. Meaning, do you have anything for the class?.

   " non madame nous ne le faisons pas" we chorused as we nodded our heads and smiled meekly.. We knew a little french. We said no madam we don't.

   " lo silento " she said shutting us up. We immediately kept quiet but still giggled as she started the lesson for the day ...

   I'm not actually dreading the school bell to signal the end of the day, I'm some how happy.