Chapter 2 – Music Lessons

10 minutes later I walked into Mrs London's office, not prepared for what she'll say. "Mrs London?" I called her name; I knew he heard me but she didn't respond.

"What time is it?" She asked continuing to read her book. "I'm sorry Mrs London, I didn't mean to be late" I said in the politest way.

"Sorry?" She began to chuckle "The only reason you can afford these lessons, is because I'm married to your father, so you my dear get a family discount" She screams in my face. "You get special treatment and you show up late to lessons, leave now and get out of my face, if you have the guts, I'll see you next week"

I had always hated Kathrine, not only she was like the evil stepmother in Cinderella but she always swears at me during violin lessons. She married my father last year in June and if I'm honest with myself I'll admit they actually suit each other; they both hate my guts.

My mum died a year after I was born, her relationship with father was a one night stand and when she died, I was dumped into his life. He reminds me every day that I was a mistake and so was my mother.

Even asking for a jacket for school was too much to ask from a father, who never wanted you. His new wife actually improved my life, he's now to busy shoving his tongue down the back of her throat to yell at me.

My dad insisted that I took violin lessons at his beautiful wife's Music Studio. She was delighted of that idea because it gave her plenty of opportunity to tell me how worthless I was and how good my father was in her secret garden.

I left the studio and decided not to go home tonight, all I'll get is complaints to my father from Kathrine saying I was a rude bitch at the studio. What have I done to deserve my father, I must have done something terrible to deserve him and Kathrine?

I pulled out my ancient cell phone which was almost as old as Kathrine and TEXT my bestie Georgia.

Hey George, can I stay over

Not tonight Tore, by theway I'm not a boy!

LOL THX, anyway it's just Kathrine getting on my nerves again

Don't let that BITCH get to you tore!

Kk I'll try cya later GEORGE! say that again you die! X(

LOL BY

I put my phone away and signed, I decided to walk past the park and see if the old swing is still there. The street was pitch black and the streetlight provided enough light for a snail, I walked silently through the park going through my mind all the things I wished I said to Kathrine.

But never had the guts to say. Snapp!