Author's Note: Chapter Two! Very happy about this fanfiction so far and hoping to continue it into the 20 to 30 chapter range if I can. Note that chapters will be published as soon as I have time to type up, and upload chapters onto . Now, same as before for those who have already read this fanfiction, sit back, relax, and enjoy the story!

~Sunny

Chapter Two

When I got home, I nearly barreled into my mom and knocked her to the floor. I was that hysterical. Now that I think about it, I'm glad that I didn't accidently barrel her over. Step-Loser would have beaten my breath out of me.

If there was make-up in our house, I would have put some concealer over my sapphire blue Mark. But, of course, there isn't any makeup in our house because Step-Loser doesn't allow any type of make-up in our Big Expensive house. What an idiot. I mean, Who in their right mind doesn't allow girls to use make-up?

What happened next was pretty unfortunate. I was on my way to my spacious room to snatch my stuff and ran face first (quite accidently, that is) into Step-Loser's chest.

I stumbled back, opening my mouth to try and say sorry, but it was too late. He lifted me up by the front of my shirt and beat the breath out of me. Not like I was surprised. I was the "bad kid" in this family. Then, he shoved me into my room and slammed the door behind me. It was the most miserable thing that happened in my entire life. I sobbed for two to three hours after that happened, pressing a hot water bottle against my chest in an attempt to sooth the pain. Then, I made my final decision.

It was time to get the hell out of the family.

I felt glad that all my essentials were located in my massive suite-like room. I had my own restroom, laundry room, refrigerator, water boiler, pantry, bath (with a built-in Jacuzzi). Of course, my siblings also had similar rooms (courtesy of living in a Big Expensive house).

I dumped my school stuff out of my duffel-sized backpack. I didn't think I would need it anymore. The House of Night would probably have courses like Ripping People's Throats Out 101 and Learn to See in the Dark. I ran from room to room, grabbing toiletries, clothes, underwear, books, notebooks, pens, everything that I had in my fridge and pantry (which was mostly instant ramen), my favorite stuffed animal Cammy the Kst (Couldn't say cat when I was young), and basically everything that I found essential to starting my new life at the House of Night. I also slipped in photos of my sister and mother in case I started to miss them when I was away from this house.

Taking a deep breath, I looked around my rooms one final time. This was it. I was finally going to be free and away from Step-Loser for the rest of my life. I smiled as I pulled out my iPhone quickly, and checked the time, then walked around the massive set of rooms I once called mine for the last time.