Ok here's chapter two but personally I think it's really horibble cause I was extremely distracted while I was writing it and wrote it in about 45 minutes (usu. the chapters take a few hours spread out in a couple of days) & i just was trying to get it to 1000 words. I guess what I'm trying to say is it's not my highest quality chapter. Sorry in advance :/


Chapter 2

I continued coloring the circle around and around and around until my pen finally broke through the thin piece of notebook paper.

I sighed and moved my eyes up to the clock above Mr. O'Donald's bald head and immediately perked up.

Only 2 more minutes until the final bell.

I might have been a little kid about to go on the plane to Disneyland for how I felt inside.

My eyes stared, unblinking, at the long hand ever so slowly moving towards the big 12.

BEEEEEEP

I practically fell over jumping up out of the small plastic chair. I grabbed my books and scurried out the door.

As I entered the hallway, it was already filled with teenagers scurrying about.

They were all talking excidetly among themselves about their weekend plans.

From what I caught while zooming past, there is going to be a big party at someone's house. Probably Hannah's, as usual. Not that I have ever been to one.

I made it out to the parking lot and immediately started scanning the lot.

How could my memory of this morning's paking be so fuzzy, it was only 8 hours ago.

I saw the beat-p red Toyota and immediately breathed a sigh of rrelief.

As I made my way over to it, I could practically hear the angels ahhhing.

I got the keys out of my book bag and put them in the keyhole of the front seat door.

I opened the latch and slid in the ripped leather seat.

I heard the familiar rumble of the engine starting up after turning the car on. I let my eyes close for just a second and let the whole mess of a day be relieved from my brain.

I opened them again and immediately felt the vomit climb up my throat.

Directly outside of my windshield was Hannah and Nick swapping spit.

During their salva exchange, my eye connected with Hannah's and I swear she smirked at me.

Smirked.

I scoffed in disgust at both their makeout session and her immaturety.

It's one thing to do what she did to me, but she didn't need to rub it in my face.

I put the Toyota in reverse and backed out, sure not to even so much as glance towards the lover's direction.

Once on the highway, I decided it was too quiet for my liking, so I plugged my Ipod into the adapter and hit the play button.

The rock beat of Kansas, one of my favorite old band, filled up the painful silence all thorugh the small space of my car as it ran through the many speakers located throughout the Toyota.

I hummed along to the song, all visuals of Hannah and Nick's cuddlin being eliminated thorugh the rough vocals.

That was the stuff.

I pulled into my dad's driveway and got out. First thing I heard when I walked into the door was a baby's cry. Then the soft mum of a woman's voice trying to sooth the angry baby.

This is what I have been coming home to for the past month after my dad knocked up a random waitress and decided to let her move in then eventually marry her.

She finally had Rhiannon Courten Lovato on August 12th.

I dropped my keys on the counter, making a loud clanging noise.

My step-mom, hearing this, looked over at me while shhing the baby and whispered a "Hello there, Demi. How was school today?"

Ever since she had married my dad, she thought she was actually my mom, always annoying me with normal mom-daughter questions. Well, I didn't need a mom, especially not one out of her.

"Hi, Gia." I blantly said, not bothering to anwser her quuestion.

I grabbed a diet coke from the fridge before heading upstairs, Gia not even noticing my self-dismissal, too busy bouncing her real daughter up and down in her arms doing that annoying thing where she says " who's a good baby? Yes, you are aren't you? Yeees, you aaare." probably honestly thinking that the dumb baby would understad her and shut up.

Instead, she drooled all over herself and Gia.

I turned my head away in disgust.

My step-sis was almost as gross as the lovers I saw earlier. Almost.

I walked past my dad in his office and stopped briefly to glance through the glass window.

He was staring at the screen, unblinking, almost memerized in the light up machine while his fingers were practically vibrating across the keyboard.

It was a good day of writing, I could see for the fact that his lunch sat on his desk, untouched.

He was working on his latest novel, a sequel to his New York Times bestseller, Creation Everlasting.

I know, stupid title. I didn't agree to it.

I rolled my eyes at him. He was oblivious to the fact that his hooker wife was downstairs, deprived of sleep, trying to practically wrangle their little girl.

If I were Gia, I would have divorced the man who only lives to please himself.

You think I'm overreacting? Oh yeah, for my 8th birthday party, guess what I got? A signed edition of his book. Yeah, and that's not it. He took it back to re-sell it.

My first date? He asked the boy who was taking me out if he wanted an autograph.

When he was telling me he was divorcing my mother? He blamed it all on my mom, the fact that she couldn't take the price of his fame.

I continued down the hallway towards my room and found the biggest surprise of my life sitting right there on my bed.

Hannah Cyrus. Thee Hannah Cyrus. And she was bawling.

I didn't know whether to run or slowly back away.

Instead, I stood frozen, utterly confused.

She looked up at me with a tear-strained face and, ever so quietly, I heard from her something I had imangined so many times before, but never in a million years had I thought would come into reality, especially not in this way or place.

As the two words croaked from her bright red lips, I swear I would have been less surprised if a monkey had come running in a tutu proclaiming that he had just mastered the foreign tongue of Arabic.

"I'm sorry."


That last sentence was not only coming from Hannah's lips but mine as well. This chapter sucked, I know, you can tell me tht. Hopefully next chapter will be out soon and better. P.s. I got the dad and mom idea from Sarah Dessen's book Along for the Ride. Very unoriginal I know, but I just finished the book and couldn't have thought of better characteristics for those two then that. So thank you, . Stupid writer's block :(( R&R.. i appreciate it ~xoxo~ T.A.