Ok here's the chapter you've all been waiting for Chapter 8. Sorry for the delay, exams are coming up in least than three days and it hasn't been real easy to get up here. In closing I have to warn you a head of time, I left you hanging when it got to the really good part. I'm sorry about that, I couldn't exactly decide where to end it so I cut it off on that part, but hey I'm working on the next chapter so don't worry.
Amara paced on ward to her house as the sun set over the horizon. She wasn't a least bit nervous or eagered to get home that evening. Both of her parent's would be home and she hoped a guest or two would be there as well. Amara knew if that was the case then that would defiantly make her day, even though she knew it wouldn't make her mother's. Mrs. Tenou would probably deny that she was her mother right now, if she only knew what was in store for her today. Or then again she would keep her cool about it until her guest left. The thought of it made it even more interesting to Amara each time she thought about it. How would her mom react? And how was she going to explain her disappearance for the last two days. Several thoughts began to form in her mind on how she would explain herself, after all of the harsh yelling and bickering was done. Amara had put it this way, she would tell the truth about where she had been. Confess to why she did it in the first place and all additional information, including telling them how she had changed her whole four-year plan for high school.
Amara knew they wouldn't be to happy about that one, but then again they wouldn't be happy about any thing she accomplished for the past two days. The sun was just begging to set once Amara had crossed the familiar street that led to her house. She could see both of her parent's cars parked right outside the driveway along with a white Eclipse sports car. Amara smiled at the sight of the car and instantly realized who had come to visit. Her grand parents were back from Hawaii. This was going to be the icing on the cake for her plan. She walked up the drive way, slightly glancing in the tinted windows of her grand parents car. The back seat of the car was over flooding with packages and big store bags as well as two suite cases that looked barely enough for a day's stay. Amara had already guessed that the shopping bags were for her. She always had a way with her grand parent's, especially her grand father. He was always on her side regardless of what the situation was all about and he always defended her when her parents said other wise. In fact he was the one that had introduced her to the sport of racecars, with a little help from her father of course. So it was in her blood to race against the wind.
Once Amara had reached the front door, she withdrew her key chain from her pocket then inserted the small silver key into the lock and finished it. She stepped inside the house slowly, trying not to be noticed before her time. Amara could hear voices in the living room as she stood in the hallway. "Honestly dad, I don't know where she is?" Mr. Tenou voice said in a low tone. "What kind of father doesn't know where his on daughter's at?" Clint mumbled. "Your kind. You don't even know where your only daughter Crystal is at now do you?" Mrs. Tenou snapped at her father in law. Clint narrowed his dark green eyes slightly. "It's not my fault you ran YOURS away again Carla, just because she refused to play dress up with YOU," he snapped. "Excuse me father," Carla said in a shocked tone of voice. "Why are you looking so surprised for, you know its true." "Don't you EVER tell me how to raise my on daughter you ...you... "Please you two stop it," Julie sighed in despair. "If only they would," Mr. Tenou grumbled. ' This may be better than I expected', Amara thought ease dropping on the group's conversation.
"When does the race start?" Clint began. "Honey you know you can't drive one of those things any more," Julie scolded. "Who said I was driving, I wanted my grand daughter to drive." "OVER MY DEAD BODY," Carla yelled. "Not again," Jeremy sighed. "Mother I'm sorry, but I just have to put my foot down. Amara is a girl she will NOT be a boy, tomboy or whatever it is you call it. She's will be somebody some day. Therefore I will NOT allow you...you or YOU," Carla hissed pointing a finger at Clint. To stop her." Julie was speechless right along with her son, but her husband just smiled slyly at her. "You really don't know what your doing, the more you force her to do things the farther you push her away.
For once I'd like to see the day the kid does what she wanted ..........so she wouldn't end up like YOU." At the finish of that sentence Clint was smacked in the back of the head. "When are you going to learn to keep your comments to yourself?" his wife whispered in his ear. "Can I help it that she doesn't know how to raise her own kid?" "Be quiet." Clint sat back in his chair slightly and began to mumble to himself, and then he got up. "I'm going to get a drink." Carla smiled fiendishly at him. "Oh let me help you," she said sweetly with flames slightly arising in her eyes.
"No thanks Carla I can get it on my own." "But I insist," Carla told him while getting up from the couch where her husband was seated at. Clint ignored what his daughter in law was saying and stepped out of the room. Amara was so busy listing in on the conversation that she didn't realize her grand father was looking strait at her. He smiled at her warmly. "Well look who finally decide to come home, Amara kitten where have you been?" he said taking her into his arms and embracing her warmly. "Its nice to see you too Grand pa", Amara replied, hoping that he wouldn't notice her hair cut and uniform. He let her go slightly so he could get a good look at her, and then he smiled. "Why kitten you've got your hair cut...and a new uniform too. Look's like some one decided to do things their way today eh?"
Amara didn't answer her Grand father, she was trying to make sure no one was coming out of the living room to see her just yet. 'They'll see me for sure', she thought waiting for her proud Grand Father to let her go. "Who are you talking to da...Carla's voice trailed off once she looked at the scene. She instantly recognized Amara and what her father in law was referring to. Carla dropped the cup in her hand and yelled at the top of her lungs. "AMARA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Carla's yell caused the roof of the two-story house to lift off slightly in the air, and then to fall back on in place. "Carla dear what's wrong?" Julie asked. "What do you mean by Amara, she's at pra... Jeremy's voice suddenly stopped too, he was looking strait at his daughter with his mouth dropped wide open. At the sight of this, Amara knew what she was in for, but at this point she thought she could careless about it, until she saw her mother's in raged face. Carla walked over to her with both of her eyes narrowed. "YOU..........she began with a hiss of anger in her voice.
So how did you like it? Your probably wondering how is Amara going to get out of this one and how is she going to explain what she did? Will her and Mrs. Tenou ever see eye to eye on this one? Chances are... Hey wait a minute you'll just have to wait to find out about that one. Please write a review and don't forget my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com.
Amara paced on ward to her house as the sun set over the horizon. She wasn't a least bit nervous or eagered to get home that evening. Both of her parent's would be home and she hoped a guest or two would be there as well. Amara knew if that was the case then that would defiantly make her day, even though she knew it wouldn't make her mother's. Mrs. Tenou would probably deny that she was her mother right now, if she only knew what was in store for her today. Or then again she would keep her cool about it until her guest left. The thought of it made it even more interesting to Amara each time she thought about it. How would her mom react? And how was she going to explain her disappearance for the last two days. Several thoughts began to form in her mind on how she would explain herself, after all of the harsh yelling and bickering was done. Amara had put it this way, she would tell the truth about where she had been. Confess to why she did it in the first place and all additional information, including telling them how she had changed her whole four-year plan for high school.
Amara knew they wouldn't be to happy about that one, but then again they wouldn't be happy about any thing she accomplished for the past two days. The sun was just begging to set once Amara had crossed the familiar street that led to her house. She could see both of her parent's cars parked right outside the driveway along with a white Eclipse sports car. Amara smiled at the sight of the car and instantly realized who had come to visit. Her grand parents were back from Hawaii. This was going to be the icing on the cake for her plan. She walked up the drive way, slightly glancing in the tinted windows of her grand parents car. The back seat of the car was over flooding with packages and big store bags as well as two suite cases that looked barely enough for a day's stay. Amara had already guessed that the shopping bags were for her. She always had a way with her grand parent's, especially her grand father. He was always on her side regardless of what the situation was all about and he always defended her when her parents said other wise. In fact he was the one that had introduced her to the sport of racecars, with a little help from her father of course. So it was in her blood to race against the wind.
Once Amara had reached the front door, she withdrew her key chain from her pocket then inserted the small silver key into the lock and finished it. She stepped inside the house slowly, trying not to be noticed before her time. Amara could hear voices in the living room as she stood in the hallway. "Honestly dad, I don't know where she is?" Mr. Tenou voice said in a low tone. "What kind of father doesn't know where his on daughter's at?" Clint mumbled. "Your kind. You don't even know where your only daughter Crystal is at now do you?" Mrs. Tenou snapped at her father in law. Clint narrowed his dark green eyes slightly. "It's not my fault you ran YOURS away again Carla, just because she refused to play dress up with YOU," he snapped. "Excuse me father," Carla said in a shocked tone of voice. "Why are you looking so surprised for, you know its true." "Don't you EVER tell me how to raise my on daughter you ...you... "Please you two stop it," Julie sighed in despair. "If only they would," Mr. Tenou grumbled. ' This may be better than I expected', Amara thought ease dropping on the group's conversation.
"When does the race start?" Clint began. "Honey you know you can't drive one of those things any more," Julie scolded. "Who said I was driving, I wanted my grand daughter to drive." "OVER MY DEAD BODY," Carla yelled. "Not again," Jeremy sighed. "Mother I'm sorry, but I just have to put my foot down. Amara is a girl she will NOT be a boy, tomboy or whatever it is you call it. She's will be somebody some day. Therefore I will NOT allow you...you or YOU," Carla hissed pointing a finger at Clint. To stop her." Julie was speechless right along with her son, but her husband just smiled slyly at her. "You really don't know what your doing, the more you force her to do things the farther you push her away.
For once I'd like to see the day the kid does what she wanted ..........so she wouldn't end up like YOU." At the finish of that sentence Clint was smacked in the back of the head. "When are you going to learn to keep your comments to yourself?" his wife whispered in his ear. "Can I help it that she doesn't know how to raise her own kid?" "Be quiet." Clint sat back in his chair slightly and began to mumble to himself, and then he got up. "I'm going to get a drink." Carla smiled fiendishly at him. "Oh let me help you," she said sweetly with flames slightly arising in her eyes.
"No thanks Carla I can get it on my own." "But I insist," Carla told him while getting up from the couch where her husband was seated at. Clint ignored what his daughter in law was saying and stepped out of the room. Amara was so busy listing in on the conversation that she didn't realize her grand father was looking strait at her. He smiled at her warmly. "Well look who finally decide to come home, Amara kitten where have you been?" he said taking her into his arms and embracing her warmly. "Its nice to see you too Grand pa", Amara replied, hoping that he wouldn't notice her hair cut and uniform. He let her go slightly so he could get a good look at her, and then he smiled. "Why kitten you've got your hair cut...and a new uniform too. Look's like some one decided to do things their way today eh?"
Amara didn't answer her Grand father, she was trying to make sure no one was coming out of the living room to see her just yet. 'They'll see me for sure', she thought waiting for her proud Grand Father to let her go. "Who are you talking to da...Carla's voice trailed off once she looked at the scene. She instantly recognized Amara and what her father in law was referring to. Carla dropped the cup in her hand and yelled at the top of her lungs. "AMARA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Carla's yell caused the roof of the two-story house to lift off slightly in the air, and then to fall back on in place. "Carla dear what's wrong?" Julie asked. "What do you mean by Amara, she's at pra... Jeremy's voice suddenly stopped too, he was looking strait at his daughter with his mouth dropped wide open. At the sight of this, Amara knew what she was in for, but at this point she thought she could careless about it, until she saw her mother's in raged face. Carla walked over to her with both of her eyes narrowed. "YOU..........she began with a hiss of anger in her voice.
So how did you like it? Your probably wondering how is Amara going to get out of this one and how is she going to explain what she did? Will her and Mrs. Tenou ever see eye to eye on this one? Chances are... Hey wait a minute you'll just have to wait to find out about that one. Please write a review and don't forget my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com.