AUTHORS NOTE: GUYS! I am so sorry, My Parmiga 2 got removed for violating the use of 'real persons'. I apologise, but I am not carrying it on. I decided to write a new story instead! Please leave reviews if you want me to continue it.
'Violet! Hold Hallie still whilst we unpack for the love of god, she wont stop running around the house!' Ben stressed, throwing his cigarette onto the pathway ahead.
'Jeesh, Are we the addams family now?' I replied nonchalantly, picking up Hallie whilst staring at the huge house, it was fucking beautiful but it looked so ancient.
'Violet don't be cocky, help your father' My mom scoffed, shuffling boxes into the front door.
'I cant believe you guys are actually sending me to some public school in LA. This sucks' I complained under my breath, ignoring my moms request to help my cheating scumbag father and walked right past him up the stairs.
I reached my room, it was big.. a moderate size for someone like me, although I don't know why.. I don't have a lot of shit at all.
'Go play Hallie' I whispered, putting Hallie into the hallway, allowing her to roam the house.
I looked around my room again, it was pretty cool the longer I looked at it, the walls were dark blue, plus the room was a funky shape, nothing plain or too boring. I could learn to like it here.. Here only. Not outside, I mean what the fuck? this place has no weather, its the same fucking thing all the time.
Once all my shit was unpacked, I threw myself onto my bed and I listened to Morrissey, I love him, he hates everything, his music actually means something.
Peace lasted for about 2 hours before I was interrupted.
'Violet' I heard my dad knocking on the door loudly. Before I could answer with some excuse to get him to piss off, he entered anyway.
'That was rude' I scoffed, pulling my earphones out and throwing my ipod onto the floor.
He turned to see an evident lock on my door. Damn, why didn't I think of that?
'Violet there will be no locking doors in this house, do you understand?' He announced sternly, his hand not leaving the doorknob.
'Sure thing Ben' I replied bitterly, rolling my eyes to the back of my head and back.
'Violet' He whispered, his free hand stroking his forhead, a clear sign he was stressed. 'Don't call me that, I'm your father' He finished, looking towards me.
'Maybe you should've thought about that before you screwed some girl who was old enough to be your other daughter' I snapped, pulling my covers over my head, trying to hint I wanted him to piss off so I could sleep.
'Enough Violet! I have had enough!' I heard him sob from the doorway.
'I'm tired.' I replied, waiting for him to leave.. and sure enough, I heard the door close.
Great. Now to sleep just to wake up to fucking hell, Tomorrow is the day I start at westfield high.