Sparks Flyy

chapter 2

Author’s note: this is d second chapter. Hope u guys like it…J

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Disfrutar de

Raina…;)

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I walked through the buzzing halls. The flooring was sparkling white marble, and the lockers were silver, you could paint them and add add on’s too.

My locker number was….325..i guess, the ink had been smudged so it was hard to read. I walked towards it, when I saw Lililia come running towards me. Her expression was a mixture of confusion, anger, surprise and hurt.

“ whoo whoo whoo whoo, what’s wrong, sunshine, who got your panties in a knot?” I asked grinning.

She handed me a white envelope and started trembling. I slit it open with my awesome extra long nails. A crisp white paper fell out. It had my mother’s business’s emblem on the top. It read:

Dear Lililia,

Darling please don’t be cross, but mommy had to leave for an early morning flight to Paris. My new fashion line is being released there. I am so excited. I thought I would tell you before I left, but It slipped my mind.

What I wanted to say is that, our home is undergoing renovation for the next two months, so I have spoken to the school, you are going to be staying in their housing lodge, its not for long, pumpkin. It wont be bad. After two months, when I return, I will be bringing my new business partner home with me. And she has got a very good looking, and well mannered son. so….you can update your wardrobe and wear something great when you come to get me from the airport. Take care. Mommy loves you.

And umm…your sister can stay wherever she wants.

Love, you mother.

I read the letter over and over again. Wasn’t my mother sweet. I could be living in a strip club for all she cared. I tried to act like I didn’t care. But inside all she did was tearing me apart..bit by bit.

I shrugged it off.

“ did you check out the lodge?” I asked Lililia, not meeting her eyes.

“yeah, but this isn’t about me! Why does mom behave like this with you?” she asked, tearing up.

“ cause I’m not a hot, popular and pretty cheerleader.”I said bitterly, and walked away.

“amy..I’m gonna do something about this, she cant behave like such a bitch with you! She’s your mother!”

I walked on…what could she do.

“here” she said, handing me a shiny pink card. It read

ARE U ugly? Are u teased because of your looks? Do people  take advantage of that? WE CAN HELP!

Call us for a complete make over!

“why do you have this?” I asked her suspiciously.

“I snuck it out of the brunettes bag” she admitted, sheepishly.

“whatever” I murmured.

She opened her mouth, then closed it and walked away.

 I looked at my reflection in the window, I did look like a disaster. No wonder, my mom didn’t want to be seen with me. My heart ached to think that.

I flipped my phone open, and dialed the number.

“ yes, its urgent” I said for the hundredth time to the girl on the  line.

She told me the address.

 I called Lililia

“I wont be coming to school for a week, okay, bye” I hung up, not waiting for her reply.

I left the school building, not before dumping my ancient Nokia into the dustbin.

There was going to be a whole new me in a week…..and I was actually excited…