NOTE: This is Cammie Smeath's point of view. Geez, I know it sucks but hope you'll enjoy it.

ONE SECOND

"Mom?" I called out cautiously upon reaching my mom's office. I don't want her to get mad at me (again).Actually, I'm scared when she's mad. I'm like a little kitten tortured by a rattling snake (I don't know if snakes eat cats, but whatever, It doesn't matter) who eventually is always been scared at everything (not really, only ghosts to tell you the truth).

"Cammie, is that you?"She called out. Her voice a little , I'm Cammie Allison Smeath.

"Yeah, it's me."I answered. Can I tell her a joke when I get inside? To brighten the mood a little? I don't know if it works but it's worth a try, right?

"Come in." she called out.

"Mom? Is everything all right? Is something up? Did someone died?" Will Courtney, my sister, will never step this house ever again? I asked, alert and curious on what's going on. But I never said the last part. It's a little bit too harsh...but I wish she will never step this house again. To leave mom and me in this house or so-called home alone.

"No, no, no. Cammie, nothing's up. It's just..." Her voice trailed up a little bit.

"What, mom? Tell me."I said curious again and a little bit nervous. What's up with her?
Honestly, I never saw my mom that uncomfortable before.

"Can you please call Courtney here first?" she asked, avoiding eye contact with me.

What? And now Courtney needs to hear it, too?

"Mom, what's going on? Tell me first. I'm your daughter, right? If you're going to marry again, we don't care as long as he isn't ancient." I snapped. But I do care. I do care if she's going to marry again. It's going to hurt me very hard on the chest.

"Please call Courtney first. It's urgent." Urgent? And she didn't tell me about what's going on first.

"Mom, I thought Courtney's off from the night? She's having a sleepover at Ashley's house, remember?" I lied, making an excuse just for Courtney to miss the long awaited announcement of mom's life.

"No, honey.I just saw her a while ago. I think she's locked up at her room." Crap.I really hate going to Courtney's room. It's very pink and girly out there. I can't take looking at the worst color of the surrounding.

"Okay, mom.I'll do what you say. But before that, could you please give me a very little clue about what's going on?" I asked, excited and nervous about what she's going to say.

"No,we 're not complete. Courtney's your sister, too. Now go." She ordered and I walked away quickly.

I slowed down when I got nearer Courtney's room. I can even smell the grossest perfume ever, floating in the air and the noisiest rock and roll music makes my eardrums blow at any time.
"Courtney?" I called out. This day's so weird. Mom's not herself and Courtney's listening rock and roll music? What on earth is happening in here? Did I miss a chapter of my life?

"Courtney?" I yelled, kicking her door so hard (I didn't even tried to knock).

"What the?..."

Oh MY GOD.

AGAIN?

Courtney is lying witha boy in the bed...Again.

Yeah, I'm right. Again.

I caught her 15 times in 4 years.

Yep. You read right.I know my sisters a slut but she's still my older sister. Sorry, I'm a gooooood sister (only in front of her).But I sometimes talk behind her back and only Claire's my listener so why guilty?

" BITCH!" I yelled throughout my lungs.

Shit. They stopped and looked at me. Oh boy, the guy's face was like, " Courtney, this is you're freak sister you've been talking about?And did she just called you a BITCH?" or maybe like this, " What the fuck? You're freakin' sister you've been talking about caught us!" I cant really tell, exactly.

"What?" Courtney asked after she turned off the blasting radio.

"Umm, Mom's looking for us. She needs us for a talk."I answered.

"What talk?" she asked.

I shrugged.

" I'll be there in a sec."she said.

"Really?" I asked because REALLY? She can go there in one second? Sorry, but i'm a wild philosopher.

" Geez, CAmmie. Shut up, will you? Come on, go out." She ordered.

"Okay. Go there in a sec. Let's see how fast you can go."

"What's wrong with you?" She asked.

"I don't know." I said and walked away as fast as I could.

A/N: Sorry if you encountered different wrong grammar and grammatical methods. I will try my best soon.

I know this story sucks...but tnx for reading it, anyways.

(ThIS is MY fiRST PUBLISHED STORy!)