Chapter two.
Okay so, hey guys, this isn't the greatest chapter in the story.
I have written up to chapter six previously, so these are all going to come out rather quickly.
Also, they will MOSTLY be posted late, like 2 am, after that, because that's when I write them, I wouldn't have time during the day!
So anyways,
This is chapter two,
it's a filler,
get used to it.
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ilove you guys, r&r please,
so many of you added it to your favourites, or alerts, but do not review,
that's kind of unfair.
Also, I want to know if anybody from Canada or England reads this,
One, I'm Canadian!:)
Two, I love love LOVE England. (even though i haven't been there)
let me know
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-angel

Weekends.

Thank the lord that they exsist. Kat had successfully been able to sleep last night, only to awake with that similiar feeling in the pit of her stomache. The feeling that something was about to go terribly, terribly, wrong. Waking up was never harder- she had risen with a migrane. Her head felt enormous, like it weighed over fifty pounds, and her eyes were burning because of the sudden exposure to light. All together, not her ideal morning.

Reaching over instinctly, she opened her cellphone, only to see that she had one new text message. Like she should've expected it, it wasn't from Nate. It was from Taylor. Opening the message to see a long paragraph that she was way to tired to even look at, she shut her phone and cuddled up in her bed again. Thinking. Pretty soon her thoughts were interrupted by yells from downstairs and reluctantly, she got herself up and rushed down, seeing Becky in a full on jaw drop.

"Becky, what happened?!" Kat asked, sweeping away her knotted bangs. Her hair was still un-tidy. Becky looked at her sister and then at her mom, who was standing in a firm, 'i'm not backing down' position, "Mom...," Kat asked hesitantly, "What's going on?"

Kats mom, Pheobe, didn't even glance at Kat, she kept her glare on her eldest daughter, "Your sister seems to think that failing math is acceptable in this household," Kat frowned and looked at her sister- the smart one of the family.

"Mom, you don't even get it!" Becky shreiked in sheer annoyance. Kat didn't speak, she just watched. Her mother and sister fought casually- but it was never this anger-filled.. or this loud. Kat was still, however, confused on the fact that Becky was failing Math, how on earth.. ,"You don't know what it's like being my age, so stop trying to live my life!"

Pheobe scoffed and rolled her eyes, "I don't?" she asked her daughter, retorically of course, Becky just shook her head, "I was seventeen once, Rebecca, I know everything about being your age," Kat nodded, not really realizing she was doing so- she just understood that her mom had a point, "Why are you failing math?"

Becky was silent. One, she was shocked that her mom even dared to wip out her full name, two- she knew that she'd figure it out sooner or later, "There's this guy," she sighed, sitting down in the kitchen chair. Kat glanced at her mom, seeing her eyes fire up, "He's tutoring math...," Becky continued, hiding her face from her mother.

"You are failing math because of some guy?!" Pheobe asked in rage. Kat rolled her eyes, she knew this wasn't going to end well, so she marched back up to her room and flung herself on her bed.. still too lazy to brush her hair. Finally, after too long, she opened to phone again and decided to read Taylor's text message;

KAT!
K- I saw hot tunes, and I know you're probably going into that 'freaky meltdown' stage right now.
But honestly, I don't believe one WORD of it-- if you do, well, don't.
I doubt that Nate would ever date somebody else without completely making sure that you know you two were done. He's an old-school guy, not a raging hormonal cheater.

Don't stress about it.
Don't bring it up- he'll let you know.

Call me sometime!
Or i'll call you?

-Tay!

Kat slammed her head down onto her pillow. Taylor was right.. she wouldn't bring it up infront of Nate.