Chapter- 1
Pancakes.
That was the one thing that Veronica hated eating. Ever since that one morning, last month, her mother decided to join her father in business to work and handle the building. She had been eating those horrible pancakes. Her mother would be in a hurry and in no time she would bake pancakes and set it on the table for Veronica and her sister, Victoria.
Stomping her legs all the way as she walked down the stairs, She could smell the disgusting smell that spread all over the house. She strongly despised entering the kitchen.
"I told you I don’t want to eat pancakes!" Veronica slammed her hand down on the table, glaring at her mother.
"Oh, look who joined us today." Her father, who had been scrolling through his phone, looked up at Veronica .
Veronica instantly knew it would be one of those days. Where a very- successful- CEO-of-the- company- father would mock his spoiled daughter. Basically it would only be an argument on how much better a daughter Victoria is.
It pissed Veronica to no end.
Sure, it was very fortunate of Victoria to get into that university in Texas... In Austin?... She wouldn't, if it wasn't for her dad's constant insisting.
"I think I will have breakfast in the school, thank you." Veronica sighed. She was already in a foul mood because of the breakfast , she didn’t want to add on the list while arguing with her father.
"And that's something your sister wouldn't do." her dad huffed at his daughter's stubborn behaviour. Ever since she hit puberty, things have been going down the gutter.
One day she would come with a tattoo proudly covering her arm, and the other day she would come home with a cigarette straw hanging from her mouth, bright and lit.
Neighbours did complain about the tossed cigarette butts in their yard. Even many times Victoria warned them about her sister’s bad company and their popular stunts in school.
What a disgrace to his names!
Veronica
My sister walks into the kitchen with a coffee mug in her hand, neatly dressed in a white blouse and a black pencil skirt that ended just above her knees. Her hair was straightened and parted perfectly. Her bright blue eyes shone with brightness, thankfully we both had gotten blue eyes from our mother. She eyed my outfit and stared rather dissaprovingly, her blue eyes gazing at me.
I ignored and walked past her to avoid any further attention from her.
But luck wasn’t my side I guess!
My sister followed me back and took a slow sip of her black coffee.
"Can't you wear something-" she paused looking for the right word "-decent", drawing the not so needed attention of our father.
My sister is very ashamed of me. The way I dress for starters and my attitude towards school.
I looked down at my outfit before meeting her eyes again. "This is decent". I don't get whats wrong with this outfit. It's a free country. We can do what we want and wear what we want.
She sighed putting her bagel down "This has gone on far too long" she glanced at dad for help.
My father looked back at me. "Your mother and I have come to an agreement"
"Here we go again" I mumble under my breath.
He gave me a pointed look. "If you don't change we're sending you to a boarding school"
A boarding school? Seriously? A range of emotions filled me mainly disbelief. My parents have grounded me before but never sent me away.
I raised my brow. "What do you mean change?"
He shrugged. "Dress appropriately, good grades, attending every class and no more getting drunk" He didn't disguise the look of disgust that crossed her features.
I scoffed. "I can't just change. I am who I am and I shouldn't have to change to match your standards"
"What do you mean match my standards?" He asked having no clue what I meant.
"Honey, we're getting late." My
mother, who was kind enough to cut dad off, patted his shoulders and motioned him to the door. Her dad just shook his head at the clock and stood up, putting on his black sleek business blazer. He motioned Victoria to follow him to his car.
The company worked wonders for the city. And my father being the CEO was a rotten cherry on top. My mother made her way towards me and smiled, pulling her into a hug.
"Good morning, Sunshine." Mom rocked me back and forth making me shake my head at her.
"Good morning." I replied nonetheless. Mom parted away and kissed my forehead.
"Don't want pancakes? Don't eat. It's okay. Just have something from the fruit basket. Don't Starve though." Mom slightly caressed my hair.
"Yeah mom, got it. I will not starve." I chuckled.
"Okay then. I will have to leave, have a good day!"
When Veronica declared that she was into boxing, her dad claimed it was because of the drugs. No, she was interested in Boxing. She doesn't need to get high or drunk to like a sport. Nevertheless, her sister was everything his father wanted, and she on the other was wild and not yours regular good girl.
She got into her car, which wasn't even a new one, when her dad gifted Victoria a new car on her birthday and her sister being a goody two shoes let her use her old one.
Just a sister thing !
Driving through the traffic, she made her way to the school, not bothering about the ticking time and how late she was for the first class. If anything, everyone knew she wasn't for one to attend classes. At least not on time.
As she was nearing the school, her phone buzzed in her pocket, making her grumble under her breath.
She slowed down, fishing her phone out of her black ripped jeans and rolling her eyes at the caller ID.
Sure she kept everyone away from herself, building walls high and all that s**t but she did have those few smoking partners that apparently happened to get close to her over the time they have spent together.
Henry and Elsa.
When Vironica, Henry and Elsa are put together, they form that trio of the school that no one would want to mess with.
She swiped the accept button and held it up to her ear, focusing back on the road.
"V."
"Yeah Else?"
"Why aren’t you here yet?"
"yeah."
"Henry needs some help."
"yeah."
"Are you listening?"
"yeah."
"For god's sake, I know you hate talking, but tell me something except your pathetic answers."
"f**k you?"
"Yeah okay. We need you here. Right now."
"yeah."
And with that, she switched her phone off and tucked it back into the pocket when she reached the school's parking lot.
Usually, everyday would be the same, but today, she saw a huge crowd assembled in the school's grounds.
