Whee! Chapter two, o.o. Felt like writing, again. Plus, it's Wednesday, update day, even though I posted the story yesterday…o.o. SO, read and review, please. Comments are appreciated, I know it's kinda short, but my friend liked it so I left it as it was. And now on with the story…

Chapter two: Old Geezer Road

PoV: Yumi, again, probably will change it, but it's so easy to write through her view right now –blinks- o.o.

I lingered in the class room of my last period subject before wandering into the empty hall ways. The gang was still gathered on our bench, Odd laughing and Ulrich mumbling swears under his breath, Aelita smiling innocently as Jerimie explained the world to her, bit by bit. I wanted to smile, but something held me back. Walking straight past them, Ulrich quickly stood up, offering me a walk home.

"I'm not going home," was my response, leaving him puzzled, but still following me. As soon as he caught up, I sped up the pace at which I was walking at. He didn't catch the hint, and kept up with me. I quickly sighed, "Ulrich, I'll tell you later, I just need to go, okay? Go back and have fun with the gang; fill me in on anything interesting later." I'm pretty sure I couldn't sound any more monotonous at the moment, but I was less than thrilled. He slowed down and nodded to me as he turned around, obviously somewhat upset, and started back towards the school's gates.

As I walked, I glanced down at the faded ink written on my hand. "2850 Allgood Road," was written rather sloppy on my palm, since my mother had yelled it at me as I walked down the street earlier that morning. 'How ironic, I'm living on some street that has a name suggesting a bunch of lovey-dovey old geezers with an optimistic view on everything living in their nice little decorate-me-for-the-holiday's-home, when I look like I got in a fight with a bulldozer and lost.' I almost walked into the street sign while random thoughts clouded my mind, but tripped instead over the large rock two feet next to the sign. 'I'm just on a roll today!' I struggled to regain my composure as I dusted myself off, a weak attempt at removing the dirt my pants had collected. 'I'm just going to make a grand impression on my new family, aren't I?'

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Could I have been any closer to the truth? No, I was dead on, and since I did not have the energy to attempt the walk home, I merely wandered up to the front door. My first mistake.

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I knocked on the door a few times before a nauseatingly preppy girl opened it, looking me over skeptically. Her dark brown eyes scanned every inch of me; she was a few good inches taller than me, which I already hated, and her chemically straightened, highlighted to be as blond as possible without actually being blond hair tied up in a high pony tail reaching just above her shoulders.

"Sorry, we haven't gone to the grocery store this week, we don't have any food to spare," she sounded serious, and I simply laughed at her, and walked inside.

"Well hello there, my name is Yumi, and I am guessing you're the other human being in which I share some of my genetic code with." I attempted a smile but it faded as soon as she opened her mouth to speak. By the way she folded her arms over her chest, it was probably an insult, which would evolve into an extremely nasty fist fight, and I did not want to lose any hair.

"Maybe you should just show me where my room is. I need to get changed," what a lame excuse, I know. Hey, it was the first thing that came to mind, sorry for the inconvenience. She cleared her throat and tugged on her shirt, making sure to keep it perfect on her perfect figure. Not to judge people, but she definitely was not going to be on my new best friend. Clearing her throat, again, she turned the knob on the door to a small room on the left side of a long hallway. As she turned around to leave, she shrieked as I grabbed her hand.

"Don't do that! You could have broken my nail! Where are your manners?"

"Sorry, I was just going to ask your name," I gave her an "I'm sorry, but yet I'm not" look, which she didn't pick up on. Instead, she snorted and turned around while yelling "Hailey" over her shoulder. I cringed at the name, it was so…American.

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So it begins, at the time I had no idea what I was in for; after all I can't predict the future. I have to say, though, that I wish I had let Ulrich walk me home, so he himself could see the mess I was about to find my way into. Or at least he could have prevented me from losing the last strand of sanity I held on to that night.

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"Dadddy! She's here!" was the first thing I heard after I shut the room to my door to get dressed. What an unpleasant sound, Hailey yelling up the staircase in a whiney voice, which made her sound like she was complaining. Maybe she was, but who am I to say? I've known her for all of five minutes at this point, and if first impressions make a difference, I wish I'd known her for less.

"Alright hun, I'll be down in a minute," Something about his voice sounded familiar, if uses I never really forgot him before my mom and I moved out. The other 99.9 of his voice sounded angry, almost like he didn't care. Should I really expect more from the father I haven't seen since I was just old enough to start school? I guess not, after all, this is the man who raised Hailey. I slowly opened my door and snuck a quick glance around the corner to see a man coming slowly down the steep staircase.

"Dad?"

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-I know, I know, I SHOULD be doing homework,

Normal is so over-rated.