The Memoirs of A Hathaway Book I (COMPLETED)

Chapter Two: Arrival

Chapter 2: Arrival

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Ivan Belikov

Mila Ozera

FYI, I'm thinking about making character bios for all the new character's I'm tossing in since we still have many fresh faces to come. Tell me your thoughts.

Chapter Two

Rose POV

Alana had come home last night pretty late and I was slightly irritated. I knew she was hiding something just from the way she was playing with her food.

I set down my cup of coffee, "I know I'm not a great cook but I at least make some decent eggs that I know my daughter enjoys. So could you tell me why I'm watching her pretend to eat?"

Alana seemed to be dazed and confused at my statement and just shrugged her shoulders and leaned her head into the palm of her hand and sighed deeply.

I frowned, "What no smart as remark?"

Nope but I did get an eye roll. Her silence was beginning to irritate me so I pulled out one of the kitchen stools and reached out to poke her shoulder.

"If you frown too much your face will stick that way. What do you think happened to Uncle Christian over the years?"

She snickered but it wasn't enough to get a full smile. I scooted my stool closer to her, " Sweetie are you going to tell me what's wrong or do you want me to keep cracking bad jokes about your uncle?"

She smiled and seemed to be pondering that question before she sighed and straightened up, "How do you know if a guy is...interested in you?"

So I had been right. Alana was dealing with deciphering the boy code. If it was Lissa and I having this conversation I would have laughed and said something like ' when you see his boner' but this was my daughter and she by far did not need to know about her mother's dirty humor.

I rested my elbows on the counter. Alana and I had never had the sex talk. It was something I was dreading and I wasn't prepared to give it. My mother had never been around enough to tell me the in and outs of sexual behavior but I had picked up enough in my days of schooling from my peers. I had suspected the same had happened with Alana but I felt guilty for not having eased her into the topic myself. Maybe if I had she wouldn't be dealing with her boy issues now.

I laughed and had to compose my face. Who was I kidding? I was thirty three and still trying to figure out how the male mind worked. Trust me...not as fascinating as it sounds.

"Sweetie you're a very pretty girl. Any guy would be crazy to not like a girl like you."

She looked at me skeptically and the look was so much like Dimitri's that I had to blink a couple of times, "You're my mother you're supposed to say that. I mean how do you if...if they like the way you kiss?"

I narrowed my eyes. Were we having an emotional talk or a 'how can I suck face properly' talk?

"A guy should like you for what's inside. Not for your looks or the way you move but the way you act."

Alana sighed, "Never mind mom."

I knew it was a sucky answer but how was I supposed to answer a question I had no idea how to answer? I watched as my daughter grabbed her gym bag and headed out the back door not even glancing back. I had totally screwed that up. I bonked myself on the head for being such an idiot. I could have offered something like 'the way he talks to you' or 'the way he treats you in front of others'. Or I should have said that she should be focusing on school not immature time consuming idiotic retards of the male species. Alana was a perfect student. She had her father's intelligence on that. I had never been able to keep myself focused enough during class time to actually get a decent grade.