Dedicated to Cali_Girl_28 on Wattpad.
This story was based upon one of her ideas from her book Story Ideas.
I posted my newest video on my YouTube channel. Then stuffed my computer in my backpack, then grabbed my phone and charger before jogging down the stairs to the kitchen. In the kitchen I shoved pancakes in my mouth that had about as much flavor and enthusiasm as I had about eating them; none. I ate them anyway as my mother came in crunching on kale. She was addicted to health trends and all of her immediate family members suffered for it.
“How are the pancakes, Danni?” My mother asked sweetly.
I took the opportunity the shovel my food off the plate to my dog, Max, who was waiting and wagging his tail in excitement but not for long after biting one he slung it across the room hitting my mother square in the face.
I held back laughter, but not for long as I watched the soggy pancake slide down my mother’s face.
“Delicious.” I said doubling over in laughter.
Upon realizing I left my football jersey in my room I ran up the stairs to my room. Frantically opening and closing the drawers until he found it on the floor. Only noticing it because I slipped on it.
I grabbed the jersey as I got off the floor and ran back down the stairs to be so kindly greeted by my fuming mother and my father standing behind her face palming continuously as he tried not to laugh.
“Let me guess, I did something wrong.” I said, grinning.
At that point my father burst with laughter and fled the room to get away from his wife’s attack only to return with a hand full of grapes.
“Do either of you take me seriously?” My mother scolded.
“I don’t think you want me to answer that question.” I spoke through laughter but soon calmed down.
“We have a guest staying with us, and you embarrass me on the first day.” She said fuming still.
“Who?” I and my father asked simultaneously.
“Are you serious, William? Do you ever listen to me?” My mother asked.
“Which question do you want me to answer first, Sophia?” My father asked making sure to put emphasis on Sophia, mocking his wife who looked as if she was using all the self-control she still had not to strangle her husband.
“How much longer do you want to live?” my mother almost whispered.
My father eased into a seat and crossed my legs.
“I am ready when you are.” My father said as she walked down the steps carefully.
“Oh there you are darling.” My mother hugged her. “Have a great day at school.”
“I’ll try.” She spoke softly.
“Why do you say that?” my mother asked.
“As long as Scott Long is still living and breathing there will never be a good day.” She smiled.
My mother chuckled before speaking again. “I know he quite a hand full but try not to murder him.”
“I can’t make you any promises, only if it were legal. He used to be my best friend then he became popular and he had no use for me anymore.”
I and my father were laughing. She looked at me asked my name.
“Daniel, what’s yours pretty lady?” I asked.
“Zoe, and we should get going?” she said.
“Why?” I questioned her.
“I don’t know, school, maybe? Yeah, that sounds about right.” She said.
Must you always be sarcastic? How soon before you leave?
“Yes, and up to a year.” How did she know what I was thinking?
My father spoke before she got a chance.
“The least you could do if you’re going to be rude to our guest is not say it out loud.”
Zoe laughed and hugged my father before making her way to the door and taking her keys out of her pocket.
“I’ll see you guys later, and you at school,” she said turning towards me on the last bit before turning around and shutting the door behind her.
I began to write a note and picked up one of our large boxes to begin assembling.
“What are you doing, Danni?” my mother asked.
“Read the note,” I said finishing my masterpiece.
“It says return to sender, Zoë. We apologize for whatever we did to deserve such a ‘gift’, if you please. We will never do it again. If we do just kill us. We’re begging you.
The Giordano Family.”
After stopping by the office to get her schedule, Zoe went to her locker and put her jacket in it. Zoe sat her back pack in it and took out the books she wouldn’t need today. The moment she removed her backpack from the locker someone slammed it and Zoe stood straight up. Scott Long, the quarterback, leaned against her locker.
The guy who used to he her best friend.