A/N: Hello there again, I thought I'd try to update this story as fast as possible, so we can continue in with the big picture, aka Kitty's story. So this is chapter 2 and I hope you enjoy:D

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I got home from football practice late, the damn Cheerioes were taking up half the feild so we had to work around them, I kinda thought they were there to cheer for us, not get in our way. Not to mention they're way distracting, with those skirts.

Anyway, I walked through the door and into the living room to find Sugar sprawled out on the couch, as usual. She never does any extra curricular activities, besides glee club, she is so lazy. I rolled my eyes as I looked up at the t.v. screen.

"Is this that Kardashian crap again" I sighed, Sugar loves reality t.v, I hate it. I didn't mind the stuff where people compete against eachother, like Survivour, but things that feature people that never shut up about themselves and think that their butts are so awesome, I hate.

"No you idiot, this is Jersey Shore, get it right!" I didn't care it's all crap anyway.

"Just as bad. I mean it's all so shitty, how the hell can you tell the difference?" She threw one of the couch cushions at me, I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. As I said earlier, I'll never understand her.

I decided to try and study, I knew it would be useless, but I am gonna try anyway.

I sat at my desk, opened my bag to get the book, got the book, opened the book, looked at the page for like 5 seconds, then closed the book.

Like usual everything was jumbled up. I hoped everytime that I opened a book that it would change, like that one day everything I read would just make sense. I didn't know what was wrong with me and I was too scared to find out.

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I walked back out into the lounge. Sugar was still watching crap. But it was 6:30, and that show with all the funny clips that people send in was on, I think it's called AFV, but I should look it up to be sure.

Usually I would just watch it in the other room, but today I had some fight in me. It's not fair that Sugar always got to watch what she wanted on the big t.v. Today it was my turn.

"Sugar can we please watch something else?" Asking was a pretty stupid idea, I got the look that I knew was coming, the 'your an idiot look'.
"Come on I said please" why the hell was I begging to her. Sugar cast a quick glance sideways, I realised she was looking at the remote, making sure it was safe.

So I ran for it, and she dived across the couch over to the armchair, that I was jumping over. We collided sending us both to the ground, causing Sadie to come in and growel us.

"You silly kids, I hear your father telling you over and over again not to fight and argue, but you keep doing anyway, what happen when one day you hurt yourselves and I'm not here to take you to hospital aye?" Sugar and I both apologise to Sadie as she walks back into the kitchen, muttering something about silly Americans.

Sadie is our housemaid, yeah whatever, I don't like it either, but our mother refuses to cook. So our dad hired Sadie, she is Russian and English isn't her first language. I don't even think Sadie is really her name, I think it is some big long Russian name, so she tells everyone to call her Sadie. She cooks, cleans, and looks after our house, I think the only reason she sticks around is cause dad pays real well.

When Sadie is safely out of sight Sugar and I start our pulling match over the remote.

Then dad walks in and we both have to go down to the other room, unless we want to watch the news, which neither of us do, so we go.

I start running, so Sugar follows in quick persuit, she grabs my arm and pulls me back shoving me into the wall, it's totally unfair cause I can't do that to her, cause she's a girl. We go for the kitchen shortcut, nope.

Sadie appears in the doorway from the other side of the kitchen, with her wooden spoon. I rember when I was little and I came into the house covered in mud, she taught me never to ever do that, or anything like it again, and I haven't. And this obviously reminds Sugar of times like that, she must have done something just as bad that I can't remember. We turn and run back the other way. Now I'm back infront, yes, go me!

Damn, she cut through mum and dads room, so I run faster trying to get to the t.v though the lounge way, please don't let dad get mad. I jump over his legs and run through the game room, and the few other empty rooms.

Sugar and I arrive at the same time and then we both dive for the remote.

Needless to say we end up watching crap for the rest of the night.

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A/N: i can just imagine them living in an enormous house can't you?

I just thought this chapter would be a good contrast to Kitty's life in her chapter 2, it might seem a little rushed but it's more because Ryder doesn't think things over nearly as much, he just sort of lives in the here and now.

So that was chapter 2 and I hoped you enjoyed it, if you did please tell me what you thought :D