"You have bad timing, you know that?"
My skin is boiling and I think my I'm ready to punch my sister's grin off of her face.
"Should've been more prepared, Natalie." Mia replied with her annoying snotty voice and I snapped my head at her, saying, "But there's a thing called having a life. You should try it."
At the side, I heard Will chuckling and Mia's face became sour.
"Why I outta-" Mia walked towards me but my mom stopped her, saying, "Don't"
"Wow, mom actually cares." I crossed my arms and asked her, "What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you get the news from William a while ago?" My mom gave me the most innocent fake face I had ever encountered as she widened her eyes and tilted her head, "We're visiting you for a while."
"Yeah, I got the memo, but you should've warned me before you came here. It's called consideration."
"I've heard but I felt like dropping in would be more of a punishment since you disrespected me as your mother a few weeks ago."
"I DISRESPECTED YOU?!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, and that's when my anger snapped, "YOU FREAKING INSUL-"
"Oooooookay." I felt Mia coming behind me, knowing that I lost my patience with this incompetent ignorant inconsiderate low blow snotty son of a witch that I call my mother.
Mia pulled me away as she stood in front of me, then all of the sudden, spoke in fluent french.
FLUENT FRENCH TO MY MOTHER.
"Je suis désolé à propos de son. Elle a été occupée toute la journée." (I'm sorry about her. She's been busy all day.)
"Oh really?" My mother looked quite impressed by her fluent french and smiled, "Well, I guess this is a bother."
"Wow." I crossed my arms, and glared at her, "If you wanted me to explain in french to convince you otherwise then you should've said so."
"Well, you were too busy disrespecting me to prove your point."
"ARE YOU FREAKING-"
"Lee." I felt someones hand on my shoulder which cut me off and turned my head to the person. It was Michael who stopped me.
His face looked pale, but somehow calm. He's facing the person who has been judging him since he's been brought into my life and isn't phased by her sudden drop in.
"Hello, Mrs. Pierretta," Michael slowly walked his way to her, and smiled, "I'm Michael Clifford and I'm Natalie's boyfriend."
My mom crossed her arms, and raised an eye brow as she examined him from head to toe. She looked pleasant so far but that could mean that she's really good at hiding it.
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"It's Something" # 3 - Something Twisted: Michael Clifford
FanfictionNatalie hates home. She hates it so much to the point of moving to London for college, and leaving the only thing that made her felt belong and happy which was her best friend, Lani. Natalie was never consired "normal". Her sister never really accep...
