Stop That Hacker! UNEDITED VERSION (2020)

Chapter 27

My mom walked in my room handing grandma a glass of champagne.

"Ah, now you can ask away." Grandma smiled, taking the glass and walking around my room.

"Join us in the living room Francy." Mom said and closed the door behind her.

"You changed your room. I can see details of a grown woman here and there." Grandma said looking around. "Ah what is this?" She took a look at my desk and frowned at the marble vase. "Marble..what is it with young people and marble. This is not a bathroom."

"I like it. It's clean and it's cool..It's very trendy grandma. " I added.

"Vintage is trendy. Marble should be.. how do you like to say... canceled."

I chuckled. "Any suggestions then? Maybe beige.."

"Beige?" She choked on the champagne.

I held my laugh. She is such a drama queen. "I need something to go with my room."

She grinned revealing that was her purpose all along. "You must come to my house. I'm having new things brought and have to sadly depart from my old belongings. You might find something you like."

"Vintage?" I asked.

"Of course. Modern and vintage." She said and walked over to my bed, sitting down. She tapped the mattress and I made my way to her.

She passed me the glass. "We won't tell your parents."

I smiled and took the glass taking a gulp. Ah delicious.

There was suddenly a spark in her eyes. "Oh you pierced your ears, let me see." She pushed my hair back to look at my new piercings. I had quite mixed feelings about getting them but seeing her reaction means they were not a faux pas.

"Beautiful." She tapped my cheek lightly and brought my hair back to the front. "Simply beautiful."

"Thank you grandma." I smiled.

Grandma and Grandpa were amazing. I loved both my grandparents from my father's side and my mom's but my mom's were just... a tad cooler.

Grandpa and she were still living glamorously like they were in their thirties at the top of their game. Parties, drinking, fashion and travels.

And we were spoiled by them to death.

"You have gotten prettier since I last saw you." Her brow rose up. "Who is the boy?"

"What?" My voice went higher than the Eiffel tower.

"Oh come on. Tell me." She leaned in. "Is he a doctor?"

"Granny I'm in high school." I laughed.

"I'm just teasing. But there is one isn't it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about grandma. A boy? Me. please. I'm focusing on school now."

She crossed her legs and leaned the glass on her knee. "I've smoked enough cigarettes and drank enough champagne offered by men darling. I've been in enough clubs where singers sang love songs that made grown women weep . I've read enough love letters from lovers from my past. I've given advice to many young people I've encountered on my travels. I've seen love in many forms young and innocent and deep and passionate. I'd rather you call me an old fart then consider me a fool who can't tell when someones in love."

I pressed my lips together. Like I said. Really extra drama queen. "Okay but you can't tell mom. Or my brothers."

"It's none of their business now anyways." She leaned in closer.