Chapter One – Problems are a Pain

Bianca’s POV:

I hate when we fight – and now that I think about it – is almost every day.

Alec and I have been together for about 5 months now and I was completely head over heels for him. I know it sounds stereo typical coming from a rebellious teenager but it’s the truth. I would have no idea what I would be without him.

I’m known as a partier and Alec a player, my friends even told me how stupid it was to go out with him. But typical me ignored them and did it anyway. Anything to piss of my parents! But after going out with him to a few parties and a couple actual dates, it seemed like we just clicked. We would be happy when we were together and my friends seemed to approve of him somewhere after the 1st month mark.

Of course that was short lived after we found out he had cheated on me with Shelby O’Conner – his ex girlfriend and future gold digger. Then my friends told me I was stupid for staying with him and at that moment I agreed. I dumped him and lasted a whole week of his begging tan ticks before I finally cracked and let him have a second shot. Which he took seriously, he even would drive me to and from school every day with flowers and chocolate. Although after about a week I told him to stop unless he wanted an obese girlfriend. He kindly stopped and we started from where we left off.

So now it was the 5 month mark and it was our anniversary. Of course Alec had Soccer practice and didn’t think the month anniversary was important enough to skip practise, so we decided on a simple dinner afterwards. I was mad about the fact he chose soccer over me and he was mad because I thought his future could wait. See our dilemma now?

So I’m sitting on my bed in my nice new red dress I bought for tonight waiting for my boyfriend to end with his practise so he could come and pick me up. I looked back down at my phone expecting a text saying on my way, because it was well past the time he said he would be here. Sighing at the lack of response from him I put down my phone and walked towards the mirror, double checking to see everything was in place.

I had my normally curly black hair down and straight tonight. I looked at my makeup quickly before picking up my eye shadow and putting a little more grey on both eyes. The smoky grey looked great with my sparkling green eyes. After finishing with that I stood up straight and looked at the dress, flattening it out against my thin frame and busty chest. I smiled to myself as I looked over myself. Man I look hot!

I know, I know. I sound conceded, but I’m really not. I’ve just been told all my life I was pretty and when I get dressed up – like tonight – I can truly see what their talking about.

I stepped out of my bathroom and walked around my room, waiting for his call. Just as I was about to call him I heard a faint knock on my door. Groaning I turned around and walked over to it

“Ugh! What do you want?” I asked standing in front of my still closed and locked door. I didn’t know who it is so I wasn’t going to open it until. If it was my sister I would be fine... but if it were my parents I would ignore them and hope they got the hint.

“Hey, Bee! It’s me, open up” my sister said and I smiled as I opened the door. I looked down at my little sister as she stood there in a black mini skirt, tight baby blue tank top and her black heels and designer purse in hand. Her hair was curly and a dark chocolate brown with lighter high lights. Her hazel eyes looked good with her makeup.

“Hey, come in. Shhh!” I said and she dashed in before I shut my door and locked it again. I turned to her and raised an eye brow at her outfit.

“Who are you going to see tonight?” I asked as I sat on my bed again picking up my phone to see NO NEW MESSAGED written on the top of the screen.

“Derek, he’s your age and he can drive. How sick is that huh?” she says smiling happily, I can tell she’s extremely excited.

“Wait Derek Miller, or Derek Langue?” I asked because there was a big difference between the two. One was hot and a jock and the other one was nerdy and played dungeon and dragons. Ugh! Although the nerdy one was totally loaded.

“Miller for sure, you wouldn’t see me caught dead with Langue. I mean even his name sounds disgusting.” We both laughed and Blaize (my sister) sat down beside me.

“Well I’m proud of you, Miller a looker and a good guy for the most part. But be careful ok? I mean I don’t want to go beat him up unless I have too.”

“No, no, don’t worry I have a good feeling about him. Anyways I came in here to go out your window. Mom and dad said I’m grounded tonight and your window is the only one that has a tree close enough to climb down on.” I laughed a bit before nodding my head.

“Sure thing Blaize, but if you get caught make sure they don’t know it was from my room. Then their cut down the tree, I’m surprised they haven’t figured it out yet.” I said to myself and laughed a bit before standing up and opening the window for her. She got up and hugged me quickly before thanking me and going out the window.

Me and my sister get along great. I mean we do have our moments but mainly were like best friends. The only reason why is because we are almost identical in looks and personality. I mean who couldn’t get along with a mini clone of themselves. The only difference was she was a year younger and had lighter hair and darker eyes. But other than that we were the same.

Just then my phone beeped, saying I had a new message, and I walked over and flipped it open.

New message from Alec <3 - k , jus got off practise n on my way. Srry m lat – luv u babe

I smiled and shut my phone, at least he apologized. I mean he never does, He must really mean it if he said sorry. I walked down the stairs going to wait for Alec – but I made sure to shut and lock my door, just in case Blaize needs a way back in. Once I was about to go outside I heard my mom call me into the kitchen.

“Blaize is that you, I said you’re not allowed out tonight. Get over here now!” She said – ok so maybe she didn’t exactly call me there but you get what I mean. I shut the door and walked into the kitchen, sitting around the table was both my mom and dad drinking a coffee or whatever was in their cups.

“It’s not Blaize, I was just going to go with Alec.” I said as I sat on my hip and crossed my arms looking at them both.

“Oh, well have fun then. Do you know where Blaize is?” my mom said as if I would give her up, which would never happen. I sickly smiled at her and pointed my finger upstairs.

“Sulking in her room, where else?” and with that I turned around and went straight out the door not even answering my parents ‘goodbyes’. God I hated them.

My parents and I don’t have the best relationship. They didn’t like how I was running my life and I didn’t like the life they had planned for me. See Big Problem! Anyways, we just didn’t get along and they would always try and force me into staying at home on school nights or doing my homework instead of hanging with Alec. But mainly I ignored them which got me multiple grounding and home arrests – which I figured haven’t worked so far so why bother continuing with that method. I would just sneak out of the house and do whatever I wanted because honesty I couldn’t handle my parents having control over me. Sometimes I would do things just because they didn’t want me to, and not because I actually wanted to do it.

Yeah I know, I sound like a bitch. But you know what, I could give a rats ass what people think.

Just then Alec’s new Cadillac Escalade pulled up in front of me. It was going to fast I was scared I was going to be hit. But it stopped and inch away and I slapped the top angrily before going over and getting in the car.

“You’re such a jerk when you do that” I said crossing my arms and looking ahead of me.

“Awwe, didn’t mean to scare you babe. It wasn’t intentional.” And with that he placed a small kiss on my collar bone, then neck, moving to my jaw line and then the corner of my mouth. I turned fully to him and kissed him hard, all thoughts of getting run over out of my mind as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands went around my waist and after a bit of making out I pulled back – big goofy smile and all on my face.

“Happy 5 month-aversary” I said and pecked him once more before he turned and started the car once again.

“Same to you babe” and with that said I slid my hand into his free one and turned the music a bit louder. Quietly listening to ’21 guns by green day’ play on the radio as we sped down the road.
Chapter Two – A Different Upbringing

Ivy’s POV:

Sitting in my room on a Saturday night doing my homework seemed like a routine. I was currently working on a extra credit project for history about the different cruelties Hitler performed on the Jew’s. I reached over to my pencil case to find my pencil crayons when I found it empty.

Almost automatically I knew that Preston must have taken them and I quickly stood up and walked towards his room.

My family was very wealthy and you could tell by the layout of our house that it was true. There were family pictures of all four of us on the walls and school pictures of Preston and I as well. It was a three level house and both Preston and my room was on the top. My room being the 2nd biggest and Preston’s being the 3rd. Our rooms were huge and contained almost everything our age would want – minus anything that could distract us from our studies.

His room was just around the corner from mine and I walked straight into his room to see him laying on his stomach in the middle of the room drawing a picture.

“Are those my pencil crayons Pres?” I asked as he turned around wide eyed. He looked at me for a while before turning back around and mumbling something.

“Sorry what was that? I didn’t hear you” I said while crossing my hands and sitting on my hip. Preston turned back around and looked at be.

“I said that daddy said you have to knock first before you barge into a room. He says it’s was rude.” Still looking at me I switched hips and placed my hands on them.

“Well I think we can make an exception this one time seeing as you have taken my pencil crayons without asking me. That being rude as well.” I smiled down at him and Pres started smiling as well. I held out my hand for the crayons and Pres reluctantly got up and placed them back into their case before handing them back to me.

“Thankyou” I said and bent down to his level, giving him a quick hug before exiting the room. “ Oh and dinner is in about an hour buddy.” I said walking away.

Preston Winter’s – also known s my baby brother – is 5 years old and the most adorable, intelligent and mature kid you will ever meet. But then again me being his older sister makes my words irrelevant, but when I say this I mean it 100 percent. Kids at school as well as friends and family all think the same thing.

Both Preston and I have the same father and mother but our family is not your typical family, seeing as both my parents are males. Phil and Robert (Rob) are my dad’s but we use different names for them. Phil is daddy or dad while Rob is Papa or Pops. Many people say it is wrong for two men to raise children but if you saw how incouraging, supportive and loving they are – you wouldn’t the wrong in it. I’m happy with my two fathers verses crack parents that are a male and father. Plain and simple really.

Anyways, Preston and I have the same parents biologically as I was saying and that it because Papa (Rob) is our father and Dad (Phil)’s sister is our mother. They wanted both of us to be related to them and when they told their family of how they planned to have a family, Phil’s sister volunteered to be the biological mother. So technically we’re the nephew and niece of our Phil. If that makes any sense, because I know it can be confusing.

I know it took me a long time to figure all this confusion out.

I walked into my room and went straight to my desk sitting down and continuing with my homework. An hour must have gone by because I soon heard a knock on the door telling me that dinner was ready.

I walked down stairs and into the kitchen taking my usual seat on the long table. Our family was quite wealthy, as well as my friends (Bianca, Tamara, Chloe and Harmony) and it was known around town seeing as we had servants who worked for us.

As I sat down I looked over at dad and pops seeing them talk about something amongst themselves. Just then Preston came running in with excitement and jumped on the seat beside me while placing his napkin on his knee. He looked up and looked around the table with a smile on his face.

“What is so entertaining about dinner Preston?” Dad said with a matching smile on his face. Dad was the ‘mother’ of the relationship some would say, seeing as he was the one that would kiss Preston when he got hurt, or hang my report card on the fridge when I did well. Pops on the other hand was the ‘father’, he went to work, came home, asked about our day and then went into his office to finish more work during the night.

“Don’t you remember, I get to go over to Trevor’s house tonight after dinner daddy? You said I can sleep over because it’s a Saturday and Trevor’s mom invited me.” He said and picked up his fork when our dinner was served to us. I laughed silently at his seeing as he was always excited when he got to hang out with his friends because he usually was to busy to.

“Oh yes, I forgot about that. Well after dinner you should go upstairs and pack for the night. I’ll drive you over and pick you up tomorrow at 10:30 for you’r piano lesson. Does that sound good?” He asked and Preston nodded his head while chewing a piece of chicken. Gulping it down he shoved another piece in his mouth and began to talk.

“Yeah, I can’t wait. Trevor and I were talk-”

“Wait until you’re done eating before you start talking Pres” Papa warned but there was laughter clear in his voice. It was always nice to see Preston act his age because sometimes we all wonder if he’s an old man trapped in a kid’s body seeing as Preston usually acts older than his age.

“Sorry” he said once his mouth was clean of any trace of food. Papa turned to me and smiled.

“And what are you doing tonight honey?” he asked

“Nothing different, homework maybe a little tv if I finish early. I don’t know I just really want to hand in the extra credit so I can boost my mark up.” I said smiling at him, he smiled too seeing as he was my biggest pusher. He always wanted me home or at the library thinking about my studies while dad wanted me to experience my teenage years.

“You know maybe you can phone someone and hang out for a bit, take a little break from the hard work you’ve been spending on that project?” Dad asked innocently, with a pleading smile. I smiled and shook my head.

“Nah, maybe tomorrow night when I know I’m finished and can relax. You know?”

“That’s my girl.” Papa said as if what I said was the best thing ever mentioned. I smiled back as the rest of dinner past by quietly. As I finished I politely excused myself and headed back up to my room.

The night carried on as dad, papa, and Preston would walk in and out of my room with snacks, talking about school, and saying goodbye when Preston left for his sleepover.

It was soon 10 o’clock and I just was putting the finishing touches on my work. I heard a vibrating coming from my night stand and I stood up quickly to answer it.

Me * Hello?
Unknown * Hey, Ivy? Just wondering if you wanted to come to a party that’s tonight?
Me * Bee, You know I don’t like parties and I’m not really up to anything tonight. I just finished my extra-
Bianca * But it’s at Tate’s house.

I froze, I had been crushing on Tate Morrison for 4 years now. Ever since the beginning of high school when I saw him walk in and I immediately stumbled knocking my books on the ground. He helped me pick them up and introduced himself to me. Ever since then we became friends, but he doesn’t know that I have been wishing we became more.

Just the fact that I might be able to see him tonight set me off my bed and into my closet looking for something nice to wear.

Me * I’m on it, but hey can you pick me up. I won’t be allowed out and if I take my car I know my parents will find out.
Bianca * Yeah sure thing. I’ll be around in half hour?
Me * Sounds good. See you by the road across from my bedroom.
Bianca * Gotcha

We hung up and I frantically looked for something nice – yet something that will flatter me – to wear. After minutes of picking through my clothes I pulled out a cute green dress, it had other colours in it but was mostly green and different shades of it.

I went inside my bathroom and stripped down and into the dress. I yanked my hair out of it’s pony tail and quickly combed through it so my messy curles looked nice. I put on a little makeup, just enough to be noticeable, and then walked over to my bedroom door. Throwing a robe over my dress in case I walked down stairs and into the family room where Dad and Papa were cuddled up on the couch watching TV.

“I’m gunna go to bed soon so I just wanted to say good night” I said and kissed them both on the cheek with a quick hug.

“Night baby” they both said and I headed up the stairs when dad’s words made me freeze.

“Have fun tonight” he said and I looked back at them both smiling. I blushed and shook my head

“What are you talking about?” I asked and stepped down of the stairs with crossed arms.

“You’re robe, when you hugged up, it opened and I saw the dress you have underneath. So I know you’re not going to bed.” He said and turned back to the TV. I stuttered over my words, looking for an excuse but dad’s arm being raised to tell me otherwise held me from proceeding.

“Just have fun sweety and be safe ok? We’re a call away rememeber” I nodded and smiled giving them both a quick hug out of excitement. They have never allowed me out like this before. I guess studying really does soften parents when you want to get out.

Shrugging I ran upstairs and grabbed my phone before walking down stairs and our the front door. I ran towards the road I told Bianca to wait for me at and hopped into the car as she pulled up beside me.

“Hey you get out alright?” she asked as she turned around and headed towards the direction of Tamara’s house.

“Yeah my dad’s totally called it and let me out anyways. I cant believe it myself.” I laughed and turned up the music. Bianca started laughing and looked over at me.

“God I wish my parents would cut me a break like that once and a while.” She said and turned back towards the road.

“Maybe they would if you spent all day doing an extra credit assignment for school instead of having a date night with Alec, or sneaking out to a party.” I said and laughed a bit.

“Nah, that’s to much work. I’d rather just sneak out, get busted and then do it all over again. There’s much more adventure in my life that way.” I started laughing as we pulled in front of the road by Tamara’s bedroom.

(REST IN STILL IN DEVELOPMENT)

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