Academy Supernatural

The letter uncover secrets

Ugh! Oysters, god how I hate oysters, the slimy feeling you get when you pick it up or the squidgy texture in your mouth as you chew. EWW. What I liked to call Tasteless Tuesday. But it doesn't matter what I think, it's not like any-one can hear what I'm saying anyway ,not with us being on like opposite side of a 5 foot solid oak wood dinner table. When I say 'us' I mean my parents Rick and Hope Sodan, and me Avery-Athena-Blue Summers; I also have a brother and his name. Erik Sodan.

9 years ago Erik left; couldn't take me anymore he said, because, to him I was the annoying little sister without any 'special talents' ugly, a waste of space, of time and money. I didn't know what he meant about me not having any talents; I could and still can sing act, dance and I have mad reflex skills. Dad supposed that he moved to a boarding school and that he might not be coming home until he has completed some sort of test,

"What test daddy?" I enquired, the day Erik left.

"A test that does not involve you so don't ever speak of it again Avery do you understand me?" nodding, knowing that that was end of the discussion and was never to be mentioned again.

As you are all thinking 'Why does she have the surname summers and her parents Sodan? I asked my mother that once and she said,

"Because when you marry and have kids we want you to have your own family name to pass on." Now coming from her that's a load of bull crap, I knew she was lying to me but I knew that if I dwelled on the matter she would just forget about it.

So Erik's in a rich, sophisticated boarding school, where he gets all the freedom he wants; while I'm stuck in a house, where all I want to do is explore, and I can't even get dressed by myself without having someone help.

The silence between us is excruciating, nothing to be surprised of, this sort of thing always happens talking at dinner is like someone waiting for rain; in a drought. But I have never given up and never will we will talk at the dinner table one day and that day is today.

"So, how's everybody today?"

Silence. See, hopeless.

"You know my drama teacher Mrs. Fraklin? Yeah well she said that I could become a proper actor"

"The term is actress darling, and your far too pretty to be an actress, what about a model, mmm I heard that they pull quit a sum of money" My mother said. My mother actually spoke, during dinner. Ha! Avery none: silent treatment - nil.

"Oh I never thought you cared about my life as long as it didn't interfere with your book club, mother dear" Ohhh that shouldn't have come out of my mouth. Mum raised her eyebrows and dad coughed up his evening vodka onto the table.

" Avery!" Two bird's one stone.

Mom never cared about my interests or about my personal life, though through my childhood she would try to dress me into little dresses, and take me to parties to introduce me to society and when that didn't work, (because I'm a living person, not a goldfish in addition to my hate of frilly dresses) or I humiliated her in front of all her friends; which I got to say was a lot because she never speak to me for 2 weeks.

But you'd think that my life would be perfect: horses, pool parties, shopping sprees, limos, gold credit cards and jimmy shoes by the dozen, I don't even have friends to do half of them with I don't care anyway, because I would give all of it to someone who doesn't have it just for a happy family but that's just wishful thinking; and I learned a long time ago that fairy tales just aren't worth dreaming up.

My parents Hope 39 and Rick Sodan 42 years of age moved to the rich and sunny Miami Florida. My dad is an oil trader so brings in a lota cheddar in for us (cheddar as in money), and my mom is a jewel designer who designs jewels from nothing but the purest of materials.