Chapter 5- Grandmama

"A garden of love grows in a grandmother's heart"~ Unknown

It was now morning and the air was crisp, just like Courtney liked it. The sun was up, the birds were chirping in fact it seemed like a perfect morning to start off with. There was a knock on the door. It was just breakfast bieng delivered to Courtney. It smelled delicious. Courtney then realized her mother never really did those things for her... in fact she never even did anything motherly other than kiss her goodnight...

flashback*

7 year old Courtney POV

sniffs air * It smells so good!

knock* *knock*

"Come in"! I yelled I really hope it's my mother this time ! I would really be happy if it wa-

"It's me" Caroline said calmly with a big smile

" oh " I said disappointedly

My mother never had time for me I really didn't know why she did now... She seemed to have time for other people but never me. My mother is a model and owned a cosmetics and clothing line. Very famous in Canada. She was a brunnete like me but unlike me she was faired skin! She had a thin hourglass figure and blue eyes. I look more like my dad anyways.

My mom always had photo shoots, meetings, she always designed clothes, and had often dress reahearsels since she was her own model!

Caroline my maid, was the closest to bieng my motherly figure! Caroline bathed me, took care of me, dressed me, and hugged me... My dad was a CEO of a famous company so he barely had any time for me anyways so you could say my parents didn't act like my parents...

flashback ends*

Courtney POV

As I finished breakfast I carried my luggage and went to Buddy's room to hug him goodbye and thank him. This was it! Hopefully I don't get caught... but in a few days everyone will forget me and I'll live peacefully, without paparazzi, and a hater free life. As I stepped out of the hotel a bunch of paparazzi people came with their cameras. I had a Hollister jacket and ripped jeans so I put on my hoody and quickly got in a taxi. Luckily the taxi driver spoke a little English. I showed him the adress and he said it'll be an hour drive. I guess it's time to text Bridgette and tell her I'll be arriving at my grandmas house soon. Even though Bridgette's probably asleep .

The reason I'm faking my own death is because I don't actually want to die. I just want to escape all of this...

And with that Courtney fell asleep...

1 hour later

Courtney POV

The driver woke me up informing me that we were here. The scenery had changed we were in the woods. There were lots of trees which reminded me of Camp Wawanakwa. As I got out of the Taxi I payed the driver and got my suitcases out. (I had three big ones) I saw a cottage with a wooden fence. It looked small even though it was a two story house.

As Courtney knocked on the door for about two minutes, she was wondering what would she say. Her thoughts were interrupted by her grandmother opening the door. She was shorter than she was and her white hair was in a bun. She had glasses and blue eyes. She had a red coat and a floral dress.

"Yes what do you want " she said an annoyed tone

"Um I'm not sure you remember me but I am-" Courtney began saying but was cut off.

" yes I know that one girl from Total Drama which happens to be my grandaughter" she said in an unpleasant tone. "I know who you are you look a lot like your father than your "mother " she said unpleasantly and said "mother " with such venom.

"Well yes I am here to tell you that I want to stay with you" Courtney responded awkwardly.

"And why is that did you not afford to pay your bills" she said looking Courtney up and down.

"Well if you must know basically the whole world hates me, my parents don't really care about me, and I got heartbroken by one of the only people I truly loved " Courtney responded with a sad tone but she kept her head up " and I am faking my death today so if you don't mind I want to stay here and get to know you better and help you with whatever you need" by then she was almost yelling .

" You can stay with me and I am done paying off my house but you will help with the chores and helping pay the food" Courtney' grandma said calmly.

"Thank you " Courtney was now relieved and hugged her grandma, and to her surprise her grandmother hugged back.

" You know you are very crazy for faking your death but you don't seem to change your mind" grandma Chabela laughed

(Btw Chabela is the grandma's name)

Courtney POV

As I entered the cottage it smelled like cinnamon and ginger. There was a brown leather couch and a wooden coffee table. And a small black TV in front of the couch. Everything was wooden inside. The kitchen was small and the table was for three. Next to the living room we're stairs. On the second floor was the bathroom, and two rooms.

" you can sleep in your mother's old room next to the bathroom " she said calmly.

As I went into that room it was small with a wooden bed with blue sheets. Then there was a drawer with pictures of my mom when she was younger. She looked different back then. Then again plastic surgery does change people.

As I organized my clothes in the almost empty closet and drawers I came across cigarettes. I couldn't believe it! My mom SMOKING!? Then there was a picture . On that picture it was her and and a cute y'all guy showing the middle finger, smoking cigarettes and a bunch empty beer cans on the floor! So unlike my mom today.

I sat on the bed reading my emails and Chris had sent another one. The reunion was at 8:00 pm which means they're going to have a gourmet meal and they'll go stargazing. I then read another one it was from Buddy. He said that he'll leave early tomorrow since he wants to explore Italy more. Just one more day Courtney I said to myself...

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Authors note: ok next chapter for sure ! Review please if you see this