AYLA'S POV
"And do not forget your assignments" Mr Smith said..
The bell rings to signal the end of the class.
I pack up my books and shove them in my bag. I hate the damn books just like I hate every other thing.
The only thing I was looking forward to was meeting Kylie, my best friend. She always had a solution to my problems.
Proceeded to hunt for Kylie through the school hallway. It was packed with students and the jockeys and freshmen and cheerleaders.
Ughh. I hated having to be here, with these mentally deranged idiots.
I spotted Kylie's messy bun and rushed up to her.
"Hey boo." she said with a grin.
"Oh my God. Mr Smith is after my life cause why would you give your students 11 pages as an assignment." I groaned
"Good thing I'm not doing Calculus"
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Let's go."
As much as I hated Mr Smith and his assignments, I still had to do the assignments. We headed to the town's library because apparently the school library wouldn't suffice for our "great work".
We got there and got to work.
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ZACK'S POV
"And how much do we owe them?"
"300 grand."
"Get Tyler."
"But I'm here, I could help."
"Don't disobey me, boy. Get Tyler.."
Tch. He always did this.
I stormed out of the room, I was tired of being treated like a little boy. I'm of age now, I still don't get why he treats me like this. Like I'm gonna mess every stupid mission up.
I descended down the staircase to the living room, there he was, my elder brother, the golden boy. Tyler sat cross-legged on the sofa with the daily newspaper in hand.
Tch.
"Father calls for you." I said through my teeth.
"Is it something you can't handle?" he replied without lifting his head from the paper.
"Well, obviously. To him, I can't handle anything."
"You missed school today.."
"It doesn't matter, family comes first."
"Don't miss school again."
With that, Tyler got up from the sofa and headed up the stairs. All I could do was stare at him, he had dark hair with blue eyes and the perfect body of a bad boy. I just looked like a nerd…a wannabe bad boy.
Tch.
I didn't even bother following him up the stairs, cause there was every possibility of my "dad" kicking me out of the room. So, I lay on the couch and let sleep overcome me.
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TYLER'S POV
I just knew he was stressed out about the debts. He always has been. I thought as I walked up the stairs.
I pushed open my dad's office door to see him smoking on his chair.
"Dad.."
"It's time. We'll take our chances"
"Oh. Alright. When? And where?"
"When the time is right. For now, keep an eye on the building."
"And Zack?"
"Tch. He's not ready. Don't ask about him any further."
"Sorry.."
I didn't understand why he felt that way about Zack. But, I obeyed him regardless. If dad said he wasn't ready, then he wasn't ready. Besides, I had other things to think about.
I sat down on the chair opposite him and brought out a cigarette. Dad passed me his lighter, I lit my cigarette and took a deep smoke. With my back relaxed in the chair, I removed the cigarette from my mouth and blew out the smoke. So did my dad.
Like father like son, I guess.
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AYLA'S POV
I swirled my pen with my fingers and stared at the blank sheet of paper in front of me.
Ugh. I'm getting nowhere. I thought
My back started to hurt so I slouched back into the chair and bit on my nails. I looked up to see Kylie scribbling down notes from the monitor screen. Her glasses were crooked and on the verge of falling off from her nose. Plus, her messy bun was now just a mess.
"Girl, take a break." I said to her.
Kylie let out a sigh and looked up at me.She dropped her pen and removed her glasses.
Slouched in the chair, I told her about my nightmare and the conversation I had with Cheryl this morning. She gave me a worried look, then stretched out her hand to comfort me.
"I still don't know why it happened and who did it"
"Everything will be alright, Ay."
"But..I-"
"You'll get over it I promise."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Sorry, but you have to move on."
Her words rang in my ears. Move on? Move on how?? How could I possibly-
*Heavy breathing* I looked around me and saw Cheryl curled up against the wall, her blonde hair tangled and dirty.
"Get up." An unfamiliar voice said roughly.
I looked forward and saw a man holding my mother by her neck, I watched her struggle desperately for air. My vision blurred as my eyes filled with tears.
I noticed a movement with the side of my eye and looked in that direction. My father, he was-
Ay…Ay…
"Ay!!!"
The sound of Kylie calling my name took me out of my daze. My eyes refocused on her, her lips moved but I heard no words.
She shook me and finally, I regained my senses. With a worried look, she let out a huge sigh.
I've seen a lot of those looks today.
"Let's go home."
"Yup, I agree with you on that one."
With that, we exited the library and headed home, my home. I'd never been to Kylie's.
Who hasn't gone to their best friend's house? I asked myself.
Well, it never occured to me. Then I remembered her words, Sorry but you have to move on.
Move on?? Yeah right.