Kathryn threw her jacket to the side walking into the hall. The first thing
that caught her attention was the flowe boquet and the black velvet box
next to it. Not to her surprise was there 'Tiffany's' engraved on the top
of the box.
She let her fingers run over it and peaked into it. It was a breathtaking diamond set. Complete from earings to necklace and braclets. Truly gorgeous.
Kathryn sighed and closed the box. She didn't need to read the note. She knew it was some boring love crap from Edward to her mother. Her mother was such a weak being.
Kathryn knew that her mom didn't believe Edward was gay, but for her it was enough that other people thought so. Her dear reputation was endangered. With a snicker Kathryn gracefully moved through the sitting room.
"Oh Sebastian." She called sweetly heading towards his room. "Oh Sebastian." She repeated knocking on his door. She opened it and peaked in. No one was there.
She walked in anyway with slow steps. She liked Sebastian's room. It was so much warmer then hers.
She looked at the drawer where she knew he kept his journal. She wanted to read it. She couldn't help it but she really wanted too. She wanted to know what he'd written about her and Annette and all those other twits he'd slept with. But mostly she just wanted to read what he said about her.
She kneeled down but the drawer in the bestand was locked. She pouted but then remembered the hairclip holding her hair in a bun on the back of her head. She pulled it out and a couple of strands broke free and fell down on her forehead.
She pulled them out of the way and with ease she had picked the lock open and pulled out the drawer. The leather inbound journal lay in front of her eyes and she grabbed it quickly.
This was going to be fun. She was about to stand up when something else caught her eye. A little white envelope lay lonely on the bottom of the drawer. Her curiosity made her glance at the journal in her hand but then put it on the bed.
She took the envelope into her hand and pulled out the paper crinkling her eyebrows.
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Sebastian pulled his hand over his face. He was tired. It had been a long day. He'd noticed the flowers and jewlery waiting for Tiffani by the door. That pretty much meant that the snide remarks the jocks kept giving him were for nothing.
If Kathryn was right then his dad would be back soon. He grinned a little. Since the plan was already on the go, he was getting excited about it again. They had something else in store but they would need some extra help with that. He was going to talk to Kathryn about it after taking a shower. Or maybe he should invite Kathryn for a shower.
He opened the door to his room and saw her sitting by his desk. Her face was dark and when she looked into his eyes he knew something was wrong.
"Kathryn? What are..." His eyes had travelled and notice the journal on the bed. Had she read it? That bitch. He slammed the door shut. "What are you doing in here?"
Kathryn grinded her teeth. "I'm catching up on my reading." She got out and saw him close his fists.
"Uh-hu. Nice. The locked drawer didn't stop you? Kathryn when are you going to get over with this fixation with my journal?"
She frowned for a second throwing the bed a confused glance. She'd forgotten about the journal. She got her cool back. "I didn't read your journal dear brother."
The last word was extra sharp and Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
"This however..." She held up a white piece of paper. "...was very interesting."
Sebastian knew what it was without seeing the text. His mind drew a blank. He had no idea what to respond.
Kathryn put the paper down on the glass desk as she stood up. "You got into Yale?"
He could only nod.
"The school I'm going to and you didn't even tell me?" Every word was strained and her jaws didn't seem to be willing to move. Her lower lip quivered slightly, he didn't know if it was of saddness or anger.
He still stood silent, avoiding her eyes trying to think of something to say.
"Say something!" Kathryn almost screamed in a high pitched voice and finally the words came back to him.
"I don't have to tell you everything."
"No you don't. I guess you really don't. You're going to Brown, to be your daddy's boy right? Follow his footsteps. Well if that's the case then why couldn't you at least have told me about YALE?" She picked up the paper, crinkled it into a little ball and threw it at him.
"Why's that important? If I'm not going there how could it possibly matter?"
Sebastian was getting mad. He had no obligations to tell her everything and she had been in his room without his consent, in a locked drawer! She was out of line.
"It's important to me okay!" Kathryn walked around the desk and stood in front of him, glaring up at him. "I would've liked to know." She was about to leave but then got a second breath. "And then to think that you went around accusing me of trying to get you out of my life! I guess it takes one to know one in this case, huh Sebastian?"
He rolled his eyes. "God you're full of it. I didn't tell you because I didn't think it was any of your business. I didn't want to rub it in your face that I was chosing Harvard over Yale."
Kathryn snorted and put her hands on her sides. "Are you implying that you're smarter then me?"
"Well...yeah."
"Oh, you're going to regret that Sebastian."
"What are you going to do? Destroy my reputation? Ooh, I'm shaking Kat. Maybe you should find a new song to sing cause that one isn't working anymore." He folded his arms across his chest and she laughed to his surprise.
"Oh, that wasn't what I had in mind. Don't worry Sebastian, this song will be quite different." She looked at the paperball in his hand. "I hope you burn in hell." She snapped turning around storming out of the room.
"See ya there!" Sebastian called following her to slam his door for a second time. He sighed leaning against it. Why did everything keep going to hell?
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She let her fingers run over it and peaked into it. It was a breathtaking diamond set. Complete from earings to necklace and braclets. Truly gorgeous.
Kathryn sighed and closed the box. She didn't need to read the note. She knew it was some boring love crap from Edward to her mother. Her mother was such a weak being.
Kathryn knew that her mom didn't believe Edward was gay, but for her it was enough that other people thought so. Her dear reputation was endangered. With a snicker Kathryn gracefully moved through the sitting room.
"Oh Sebastian." She called sweetly heading towards his room. "Oh Sebastian." She repeated knocking on his door. She opened it and peaked in. No one was there.
She walked in anyway with slow steps. She liked Sebastian's room. It was so much warmer then hers.
She looked at the drawer where she knew he kept his journal. She wanted to read it. She couldn't help it but she really wanted too. She wanted to know what he'd written about her and Annette and all those other twits he'd slept with. But mostly she just wanted to read what he said about her.
She kneeled down but the drawer in the bestand was locked. She pouted but then remembered the hairclip holding her hair in a bun on the back of her head. She pulled it out and a couple of strands broke free and fell down on her forehead.
She pulled them out of the way and with ease she had picked the lock open and pulled out the drawer. The leather inbound journal lay in front of her eyes and she grabbed it quickly.
This was going to be fun. She was about to stand up when something else caught her eye. A little white envelope lay lonely on the bottom of the drawer. Her curiosity made her glance at the journal in her hand but then put it on the bed.
She took the envelope into her hand and pulled out the paper crinkling her eyebrows.
****
Sebastian pulled his hand over his face. He was tired. It had been a long day. He'd noticed the flowers and jewlery waiting for Tiffani by the door. That pretty much meant that the snide remarks the jocks kept giving him were for nothing.
If Kathryn was right then his dad would be back soon. He grinned a little. Since the plan was already on the go, he was getting excited about it again. They had something else in store but they would need some extra help with that. He was going to talk to Kathryn about it after taking a shower. Or maybe he should invite Kathryn for a shower.
He opened the door to his room and saw her sitting by his desk. Her face was dark and when she looked into his eyes he knew something was wrong.
"Kathryn? What are..." His eyes had travelled and notice the journal on the bed. Had she read it? That bitch. He slammed the door shut. "What are you doing in here?"
Kathryn grinded her teeth. "I'm catching up on my reading." She got out and saw him close his fists.
"Uh-hu. Nice. The locked drawer didn't stop you? Kathryn when are you going to get over with this fixation with my journal?"
She frowned for a second throwing the bed a confused glance. She'd forgotten about the journal. She got her cool back. "I didn't read your journal dear brother."
The last word was extra sharp and Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
"This however..." She held up a white piece of paper. "...was very interesting."
Sebastian knew what it was without seeing the text. His mind drew a blank. He had no idea what to respond.
Kathryn put the paper down on the glass desk as she stood up. "You got into Yale?"
He could only nod.
"The school I'm going to and you didn't even tell me?" Every word was strained and her jaws didn't seem to be willing to move. Her lower lip quivered slightly, he didn't know if it was of saddness or anger.
He still stood silent, avoiding her eyes trying to think of something to say.
"Say something!" Kathryn almost screamed in a high pitched voice and finally the words came back to him.
"I don't have to tell you everything."
"No you don't. I guess you really don't. You're going to Brown, to be your daddy's boy right? Follow his footsteps. Well if that's the case then why couldn't you at least have told me about YALE?" She picked up the paper, crinkled it into a little ball and threw it at him.
"Why's that important? If I'm not going there how could it possibly matter?"
Sebastian was getting mad. He had no obligations to tell her everything and she had been in his room without his consent, in a locked drawer! She was out of line.
"It's important to me okay!" Kathryn walked around the desk and stood in front of him, glaring up at him. "I would've liked to know." She was about to leave but then got a second breath. "And then to think that you went around accusing me of trying to get you out of my life! I guess it takes one to know one in this case, huh Sebastian?"
He rolled his eyes. "God you're full of it. I didn't tell you because I didn't think it was any of your business. I didn't want to rub it in your face that I was chosing Harvard over Yale."
Kathryn snorted and put her hands on her sides. "Are you implying that you're smarter then me?"
"Well...yeah."
"Oh, you're going to regret that Sebastian."
"What are you going to do? Destroy my reputation? Ooh, I'm shaking Kat. Maybe you should find a new song to sing cause that one isn't working anymore." He folded his arms across his chest and she laughed to his surprise.
"Oh, that wasn't what I had in mind. Don't worry Sebastian, this song will be quite different." She looked at the paperball in his hand. "I hope you burn in hell." She snapped turning around storming out of the room.
"See ya there!" Sebastian called following her to slam his door for a second time. He sighed leaning against it. Why did everything keep going to hell?
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