Chapter two…
Disclaimer: I do not own the events or characters depicted in the movie '10 things I hate about you' but I do, however own the plot… *Muahahahaha*
Author's Note: Ok, here we are at chapter two, this is where my plot really is going to start coming in full throttle…but don't worry, I will still stick to the movie for guidelines, and also the story will go farther than the movie plot tells us…Dear God, I am so glad that they didn't make a sequel for that movie, I think I would have to hate it! Anyways, thank you very much to my reviewer: YourWinter06! I really appreciate your comments on my piece…it gives me a reason to keep writing…this chapter is also dedicated to my friend Tanya…Tanya, you will most likely never read this story, but I want you to know that I love you, and I really want your wounds to heal. Both physically and emotionally. Now on with chapter two!
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I got into my mum's apartment and locked the door, and then I went to the refrigerator to grab a bite, and I saw a note on the fridge door:
'Della, I've gone to stay with your Auntie Lynn for a while. I need to figure out some stuff with her. Don't worry; I'll be back when I can. I will be sending you a cheque every couple of weeks. There is an envelope in the third drawer down. There is fifty dollars in the envelope. It should last you till I send a cheque. You're a big girl, and this will give you a chance to grow. I do love you, and I will see you when I can.
Love,
Mother'
Well, I suppose the benefit of this…situation is that I get the house to myself. But on the other hand, I could be really screwed. But she didn't say that she wouldn't come back, she probably just needs a break from things.
So after I ate some toast, I picked up the phone and dialled up Kat.
*BRRRINGG! BRRRINGG!* It only took two rings before Bianca picked up the ruddy phone.
"Hello? Hello? HELLO?!?!" I didn't want to talk to Bianca, especially after the whole Joey Donner incident (still can't believe she fell for that bugger), but if that was the only way to in contact with Kat, I would swallow my bitterness and talk to her.
"Bianca, it's Mandella. Is Kat there?" I said as humanly as I could.
"I dunno. Why do you want to talk to her?" God, I hate that whiney voice.
"Let's think, Bianca. Kat is my friend. I am Kat's friend. I need to talk to her. Now." I must have sounded commanding enough, because Bianca cut the crap and brought the cordless phone to Kat.
"Kat?"
"Yeah," she said monotonously.
"Kat, what's wrong? You left the prom all upset, I'm pretty sure you were mad at Patrick. What did the bastard do?"
"God, Mandella, you don't even want to know about this time." I was right, Patrick did screw things up. I knew it.
"He was paid to date me, Mandella. Joey Donner paid him to take me out so that he could get his greasy hands on Bianca. Damn, I though that maybe, just maybe, I wasn't a shrew for once. Dammit, Mandella, you and I were fine being bitchy and our own personality, but then Patrick came and messed me up. And just when I was enjoying and getting used to being messed up, I find out it was all just a scam. He's not worth it, but crap, Mandella! He lied to me for so long!"
"He's a scumbag. Sure, maybe it was good while it lasted, but you shouldn't have to put up with these games. Drop-kick him off a bridge if you get the chance, otherwise, just generally avoid him." I hate giving advice. I suck at giving advice.
"Whatever, that jerkoff will just have to deal with me." And after Kat made her last statement, I heard the phone click down. I didn't even get to tell her about mom leaving. Oh well, I'll just have to talk to her tomorrow, give her some time to simmer down. I would have called her back, but someone was pounding on my door.
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A.N….have I pulled you into the beginnings of the plot yet??? I hope so, but I desperately need more readers and reviewers! So please, leave a review to let me know if I should write more!