I really sorry for the LATEEE update *hides head in shame* I've been in Italy for euro cheerleading championships and i've been ill and now I'm just making a load of pointless excuses, errr guys I'm sorry and I thank you all for being so patient i will try extremely hard to update sooner. meanwhile enjoy the story!

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Personally I hate the summer holidays.

The whole thing is just an excuse for No good, Micro-brained teenagers to drink excessively until they're blue in the face. And to top that off, because of my lack of a social life I'm stuck in this house forced to share the same air as that,..

That whore!

Ughh the thought that she just sits there wasting oxygen with her pointless existence repulses me. God forgive me for I just might kill myself if I have to look at her bright orange face again.

I crawled out of my bed. I took a brief glace at the mirror on my dressing table gagging in response

Boy I look like shit.

Yet still I trampled my way down the stairs

"Courtney!"

My father voice belted towards

"Yeah.." I yawed in response proceeding to enter the kitchen

He sighed as he tipped small dark brown spheres into a cup

"Could you pick up some milk from the supermarket I have work soon and I was quite fond on the idea of actually drinking coffee with milk today."

"Yeah whatever"

Might as well, after all I have nothing else better to do with my oh so exciting life, at least, just maybe for a bit I wont be in the same environment as that-

"Goooood morning!"

Speaking of the devil, which looks rather orange this morning

I squinted my eyes focusing on her cakey foundation.

Her head turned towards me, I watched as a far from genuine smile began to craw upon her lips.

"Courtney-" Oh God, save me for she is about to speak "How are you feeling this morning" she battered her eyelashes keeping that irritating fake smile plastered across her face.

I rolled my eyes in irritation completely ignoring her question

"Courtney, don't be rude" my father screeched

Ugh

Stephanie turned towards me once again "It's ok," Her fixed eyes shooting daggers at me however still managing to keep up that smirk "after all, she's just a kid"

Scoff, as if you weren't my age a few years ago

I scurried up the stairs and into my room eyeing the interior of my wardrobe.

What to wear, what to wear...

Nevertheless without a care I grabbed the first pair of jean that caught my eye pairing it with plain white T-Shirt.

I already looked like shit so why make an effort, besides it's the supermarket not much hotties around there.

I throw on my black converse and headed for the door

"bye dad-" bye bitch

I shouted as I slammed the door behind me.

Thoughts stormed through my mind as I walked towards the store , most of which concerning Stephanie.

Stephanie Johnson

Stephanie fucking Johnson

Fake tan obsessed fake boobed bimb-

"Court!"

Duncan ?

My brows frowned in confusion as I lifted my head to face the wide building in front of me

Well that was quick

I turned to face Duncan "What are you doing here?"

He chuckled

"Same thing you are" He stood there his signature smirk hanging effortlessly on his lips

I proceeded to enter the supermarket, Duncan trailing shortly behind

"So how's live, how's the future step mother" Every word dripping in amusement

Cringe

"Ew no!" I gagged in disgust, shaking out the mental picture of a future marriage out of my head "God, no, I can assure there will be no wedding"

He chuckled to him self once again

"You know-" he started "You haven't told me much about her"

I glanced briefly at him "Well that's because there's nothing to tell"

I stopped by the 7th isle pulling out a medium sized plastic bottled filled with white liquid.

"What do you mean?" Duncan turn toward me, head tilted "Were she's from, any family?"

And then it hit me

I don't know anything about her

"You know Duncan" I brought my eyes back focusing on him "I actually no nothing about her, I'm I've asked but I never really got an answer, it's almost like she's been hiding things from us"

I chuckled at what was about to come out next "Sometimes, it's like she came out of nowhere"

Duncan gasped in fake belief like he was humouring a small child

"Maybe," I waited gesturing for him to continue "Maybe, she's an alien!" he blow up in a belting laughter

I punched him in his arm lighting trying to hold back a smile

"Well you know Court, there's no harm in looking her up, maybe do some observing"

His eyebrow arched in question

"You mean spying? We can't spy, that'll give her another reason to try and convince my dad to send me to boarding school"

I mean come on, I'm trying to get away from her not further in to her life

"Oh come on Court!" his eyes wide as an attempted puppy dog expression "Not so much as spying but like..Investigating!"

I stood not quite convinced "Court, It'll be fun"

I sighed heavily in defeat

Come on Court it might be fun, heck, she might even be an alien.


Well tell me what you think, although i feel like i rushed it abut and that Duncan a bit (a bit?) out of character, oh and i'm also sorry if i used a lot of England slang, nevertheless i hope it may have brightened your day just a little bit

thanks for reading, please review and I shall write for you soon

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