FireGirl
Author: soccerlolly9

Chapter 3
So I punched him just like you told me to.


“Where on earth have you been?” Reese exclaims as I make my way through the kitchen door. “And don’t you dare enter this house with your shoes on, I just finished mopping the kitchen!”

“Went to the library, had to do some research for a project at school.” I reply, kicking off my converses. “Sorry I’m late.”

Reese eyes me skeptically. “The library?”

I nod my head and as proof pull out a way overdue library book from my backpack. “Gotta love Gatsby.”

“Uh huh.” Reese replies skeptically. “Speaking of school, Sonia’s principal called today. She got into a fight.”

About time.

“Mr. Josephson was rather shocked seeing as Sonia was one of the school’s best and brightest students. He has no idea why Sonia would ever want to fight someone.”

“Maybe she was tired of getting picked on.” I suggest.

“Or someone else was.”

“You don’t think I told her to fight do you?” I ask, innocently.

“I don’t think anything.” Reese narrows her eyes. “But I know the only way you solve your problems is beating the crap out of them.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“Sonia looks up to you, Jay. Try not to act like a complete delinquent when you’re around her.”

“I didn’t tell her to fight anyone.” I reply evenly, looking Reese straight in the eye. Jeb always says that’s what you’re supposed to do when you want to tell a good lie.  

For a moment Reese debates over whether or not to investigate any deeper into my story, but just when she opens her mouth to speak again, the timer to the oven goes off. “The chicken’s done!” She cries, rushing over to the oven. “And don’t think you’re off the hook just yet. We’ll talk about this tonight. You still have to tell my how your session with Dr. Fink went.”

“Right.” I mumble, making my way out of the kitchen and into the hallway which only takes about three steps. Our house was considerably small, despite the amount of people forced to live in it. As I make my way to my room I realize I should probably check on Sonia first. I stop at the door across the hall and knock twice.

“Go away I hate you!” A little voice yells from behind the door.

“Good luck with that Jay,” Says a voice behind me. I turn around to see Tricia appear at the door way to our room. She was seventeen, only a year older than me, but I swear her birth certificate must be lying because most of the time she acted like a thirteen year old brat. Constantly on the phone with a new boyfriend, or sneaking out of the house every other night to hang out with friends, Tricia was one of the reasons I was always getting into trouble, having to cover for her all the time. “She won’t open that door for anyone.”

“What happened?”

“How should I know? The kid got home from school and locked herself in her room saying she hated the world, blah, blah same old, same old.” Tricia rolls her eyes and disappears back into our room, closing the door behind her.

“Hey Sony, it’s me.” I knock on the door again. “It’s Jay.”

“Go away, I hate you.” Sonia replies, but her voice has lost its venom. She’s lying of course. I don’t think Sonia was capable of hating anything.

“You hate me?” I ask with a pretend-hurt tone.

“Yes.” Comes Sonia’s muffled voice from the other side of the door.

“Do you want to talk to Reese?” I suggest. 

“No. I hate her too.”

“Reese too?” I ask in a surprised voice. “What about Tricia?”

“I especially hate Tricia.” I have to stifle a laugh because that time she was actually telling the truth.

“Who else do you hate, Sony?” I ask, curiously.

“Riley Simons.”

Of course. I think to myself. “And why do you hate him?”

“He called me orphan girl again.”

“He didn’t!” I say with a surprised gasp.

“He did. So I punched him just like you told me to.”

 

 

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