Exscuse the spelling. I haven't been feeling well latly and Im out of it. Please review! Thanks
Chapter two
" Pepsi?" Sixteen year old, Hannah called running around the appartment. " Come on, Pep"
" Hey, hun" Sue said making her way up the stairs. " What you doing?"
" Aunt Sue, have you seen Pepsi?"
" No" she shook her head. " Go ask your uncle"
" I can't. He's had his nose in that book all day. He claims to be on the verge of something"
Sue sighed " Not agian. Well, dinner is almost ready. Can you please get him?"
Hannah nodded her head "kay".
" I'll keep my eyes open for your cat, but right now I need you to wash up and get ready." Sue said leaving to her room.
Hannah wasn't wanting to go to dinner, all she wanted right now was to find, Pepsi, and sit up in her room alone. Every night at dinner it was the same thing, same conversation. Aunt Sue would try to convince Hannah to go and see her mother, that it would make her feel more at peace to see her mother.
Her uncle Reed would disagree and say that she could wait until she was ready and change the subject to school and getting a job. She would stay silent and just nod to everything they said, never really listening.
She didn't know how to tell them that she didn't want to see her mother, that was the last thing she wanted to do. Hannah didn't want to go to school, because she was what others teenagers considered a freak and a job was out of the question. If she couldn't fit in at school, how the hell could she work for someone? No, she would rather sit in her room with her black cat, write poetry and cut her wrist. Her life sucked and she could never tell uncle Reed and aunt Sue. . .they wouldn't understand.
" Uncle Reed?" Hannah asked knocking on his office door.
" Come in" he siad, staring down at the news paper.
" Sue said it was time for dinner. Thought I'd let you know"
" Thanks, I'll be there in a second" he looked up from the paper " I also have some new information on a very good school for you"
" Thanks, Uncle Reed, but I'll just stick with the home school." she smiled. She was about to shut the door, when he had stretched his arm out to grab the back of her shirt and pulled her back in.
" Shut the door and have a seat" he said folding up the newspaper and setting it aside.
Hannah rolled her eyes, but did as she was told.
" Look, if your going to stay with us then you have to go to school" he started.
" Home school is school, Uncle Reed. I can even graduate faster then everyone else."
" Why do you want to be homeschooled so badly?" he asked.
" I heard its nice and . . " she paused thinking of an excuse " I can. . .can. . .look I just don't want to go back, okay?"
Reed suddenly looked more serious. " Why?"
" I don't want to talk about it" she said looking to the ground.
" Fine, then we'll talk about something else" he said. " Why don't you want to see your mother?"
Hannah didn't have a choice. She was forced to talk. " School" she started. " I hate it"
" What's wrong with school? It's a very nice school your mother sent you too."
" Yeah, if your planning on being a doctor or just a stuck up bitch" she said. Her eyes got big when she relised she didn't catch herself swearing.
" Hannah!"
" Sorry, Uncle Reed, but I can't go back. Everyday is hell there. They hate me and I hate them." she said staring him dead in the eyes.
There was a long pause. . .
" What do you want to be?" he whispered.
" I want to be a writer" she said back. " They don't think its a good idea at my school, my mom said the same thing and I'm sure you'll agree. It's what I want though and I don't care what you, Sue, Mom, or the school thinks. Its not just a dream, its my life" she finished.
" Wow" he said. " well first off, its not a dumb idea. I'm not here to tell you what to be, Im just here to tell you. . .I just want you to graduate and go to collage."
" Me too"
" Good, Im glad we agree on something then. Look, we'll talk about this later, yeah?"
" Yeah" she said looking at the door " Can I leave now?"
Reed nodded.
Hannah left.
" Glad we had this talk then" he whispered.