kissing terres, cassandra [top 10 books to read .TXT] 📗

Normally when my father would get a new money whore I'd be fine with it. I understand him not being ready to settle down so he just screws around. Except this time I woke up to a beautiful young lady about his age. Her beautiful auburn hair fell effortlessly down her back. Like my dad she was about thirty-seven years old. However she looked as if she hasn't aged a day over twenty-four.
I walked around the counter and reached up to grab my tea-pack. As I began to brew hot water for my tea, the young lady stared at me with a huge smile that lay across her face. It was when I began to turn around that she hugged me with loving arms. This had brought me to take another long look at her confused to as why she was hugging me. Suddenly I remembered her face. I have seen her here plenty of times before. I smiled back and thought to myself "well maybe shes just crazy or something" while grabbing my tea and stepping back. I leaned against the counter and studied her for a second. I then realized that it was her hair that threw me off. The last time I saw this woman was two days ago with blond hair. her hands were so small around the cup of coffee she had rested in the palm of her hands.
I studied how she held the glass positioning her forefinger to the rim of the glass. At that moment I noticed the ring on her left hand. Placing one quick annoyed smile on my face I politely excused myself. I set my glass on the counter and walked out of the kitchen and to where I was clearly out of her sight. From there I ran to my dads room on the second floor. violently I pounded on his door until he opened it me nearly hitting him in the face.
"Laylana its early what do you want?" he groaned
"You're marrying her already. really? only six months after mom died, and you didnt even bother telling me." Tears began to race down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry I was meaning to tell you. actually I was going to tell you over lunch today, but I guess you know."
" you ..." i paused " i dont even know her name. i know nothing about her other than you have slept with her on more than one occasion"
"Actually no we havent, shes only spent the night."
" what ever you can call it that or hide it all you want." i pulled my sleave over my hand and placed it a little over the corner of my mouth. " how can ... i dont even know her!" my voice cracked as it got unbearably louder.
" I know thats why i have scheduled for her to take you shopping. I mean we both know you need more clothes, and plus what girl doesnt like to go shopping?" he smiled sympathetically.
"me! dad i dont! i hate to shop."
" look i know youre upset but i love her." i slid down the wall to the floor "yeah okay but why cant you just go for a little while get a few things.plus Chloe can help you get some clothes from ...this generation." my eyes shot up to my dad. Had he really just said that to me?
" whatever" i said " why cant shayla just go instead of me ?"
" Why? because she doesnt care what or who i marry. plus she has a lot of clothes already, and i hate to say it sweetie but you wear the same sweatshirt and shoes everyday. ita almost a little boring."
" oh thanks dad" i got up and walked downstairs towards, my room.

A light breeze fought its way through the door when i opened it. A tall black haired male was climbing out of my window.
" hui- um bye shays little sis!" then he was gone i rolled my eyes and closed the window. My room was the only place some one can sneak in or out if in the house being that im the only one who sleeps on the first floor. Unlike my disgrace of a sister i was trusted enough not to sneak out of the house. shaylas room was on the second floor along with my dads, a bathroom, and an office for his studies. On the third floor was another family room and a two other little rooms. the family room was the place were everyone who came over hung out at. one of the other rooms contained pure board games, card games , and music. the other room had a tv. the size of one of the walls and a few coaches in the back was some game systems( x-box, x-box 360, ps2, ps3, a white and black wii) and a whole bunch of movies.
Now on the first floor there is a living room that i swear is just for show no one ever goes in there. A kitchen, formal dining space(that of which no one uses unless its"important" family stuff),two guest bedrooms (which are always locked), a bathroom and of coarse my room.
I floped on my bed and called hannan. i let the phone ring a few times until hannan picked up the phone. a quick hello, oh hey lay cant talk busy but ill call you later kay, then she was gone. i sunk further into the pile of blankets that lay on my bed. Han has been my best friend since second grade when she lost her lunch so i shared mine with her. so ever since then we've always been there for eachother. i glanced over at my little spider man clock that read 9:47 am.

Dad, Chloe, and Shayla were sat at the table in the formal dinning room, for the “so” called special occasion. My eyes began to shut as I slowly started to drift away to sleep, until shay’s horrifying screech intensified my body. I sat up running my hands lightly over my face. I’m so not going to get any more sleep this morning. I threw my arms over my head and fell back stretching before deciding to get up and get ready…… shower…teeth…clothes…hair…make-up (simple Smokey-eye)

            My bed creaked when I sat down again checking my phone. No reply from han. My laptop had awoke from so called “sleeping”, making a small sound as it lit up. I noticed my aunt had sent me an email. I simply got up gripping onto my mouse to open up the message.

                        Hey laylana,                                                                                                                                                                                            I’ve noticed your facebook wall has been going crazzzy! You must be famous ;) I love you honey                                      

                                                                                                                                                -aunty lizzy

I scratched my head, to be honest I really had no clue what she was talking about. Seriously from the way people look at me at school im a nobody.. well unless they need. Then that’s when I realized. They all wanted me to help them with studying for finals. I logged onto face book to see how bad it was. Surprisingly there was only thirty. And about 13 were of people telling me rudely to have my sister call them. The others were wanting help for second semester finals. Opening my door I yelled to my sister. “SHAYLA ANSWER YOUR STUPID PHONE!”

      “YEAH, yeah in a second “ I could tell she was waving her hand in annoyance. However her voice was full of excitement.

            Even though shay new mom longer she didn’t enjoy moms company. It may have been the fact that mom wasn’t “hers”. I learned a few years ago that shays real mom gave birth to her and stayed only long enough to pass shay to my dad. I guess after that dad found my mom and then soon they had me. Shay was still a little baby so mom adopted her and claimed her as her own. It was all fun and happy until shay turned my age 15. when she found out she was so hurt and she was bound to find her birth mother. it really hurt my  mother that shay would want to “disown” her as her mother. They began to fight until mom died. Still I have no clue how she feels now mom died but se stopped looking for her birth mother, and accepted that she wont find her. I realized then that I was going through this one mans profile. I’m guessing it was a guy asking me for help most likely. He really doesn’t look like the type that would date shay but I may be wrong. He was cute, I remember him now, but a total jerk! His personality at school seemed like the stuck up guy off of “geek charming”, however way better looking. Terres Wolfgang, was his name, had a thing with the lady’s. there has been so many times where girls had been so distracted by him that they would trip or something. totally understandable though I mean he has perfect short swooshed messy hair, extremely blue/grey eyes, perfect almost pouting lips, and a very strong masculine jaw line.

            I shook my head, I had to snap out of it people like me DO NOT hang out with people like that. I clicked on the home button, to only admire a cute kitty picture. I rubbed my face again before clicking on my friend requests. Zephery mitch I questioned my self of who it was until I realized that he was friends with shay and my dad. I added him before clicking to view his profile, he was definitely cute but he was Chloe’s son. He had an almost gothic look to him, but hot you know. The boys Hair was semi long and choppy. His eyes supported one green orb and one blue with the perfect specks of gold within them. He was tan and supported snake bites and an eyebrow piercing. I began flipping one by one through his pictures only to find him a bit more attractive in each one. I noticed in one of his pictures he had another small piercing allowing his to have spider bites as well. I gave up on my adventure through zephery’s pictures and went back to my home page when I received a message.

            “ hey lay, I really need help! I refuse to work by my self. Can I come over?” of course I would let hannan come over, I don’t understand why she would even have asked, anyway I agreed previous to logging off.