My dad, Kiefer Flynn, was driving me to school today. I wasn't much in the mood to do so myself. Yesterday was the day William arrived; William Danford's (the HE to which I am referring) ancestors and his ancestors' ancestors have been coming and going every couple of centuries. And I guess this is the century… cause well, there here. I couldn't wait for his arrival; it gave me butterflies. Then he showed up. I guess that's a bit mean, but what was I going to do? He was acting strange the minute I came into his view, its like I was wearing a horrible smelling perfume, or kind of like I was a bully and he was the kid I was attacking the most. I knew I was right not to drive my self to school, I probably would have driven to California, and stayed there, but I'd eventually turn around. I couldn't hurt my dad's feelings like my mom did. My hands became limp on my lap.
"How are you this morning honey?" my dad asked politely. Ever since my mother left us he started hovering, and not in a good fatherly way…more as I was an enemy to the public and I should be locked up for the town's good, but he never hovered when I was in my room, that was my safe zone, I think he was just afraid he would find something that reminded him of my mother in there, even though I hide all the photo's and jewelry she'd given me in there. Maybe I should open that gift my mom left me before she left.
"I'm fine, how are you?" I replied absent-mindedly.
"Well, we started working on…" I started to drown his voice out; I didn't like to here about his work, it was boring, I was staring out the window now. He figured it out after a while, and stopped talking.
He cleared his throat. I looked up and noticed that we were at school.
"Crap…" I said softly, I wished I could just dissolve my self into the chair. I didn't want to have to face HIM again. My dad pretended he didn't hear my little remark. He hates it when I use "bad words".
"Out you go Raylee." He seemed semi-reluctant to let me go.
"Thanks dad!" I gave him a peck on the check then exited my dad's Range Rover Sport. He knows his car forwards and backwards. He got into cars after my mom left… I sighed.
"I'll get a ride home today. Love you." I smiled then walked briskly to the nearest bench.
"Hi, William." I said as I sat at the bench he was reading at. William winced then took off in the direction of his first class. Geez, I thought to myself in a disgusted tone.
"What did I do?" I thought out loud.