ra’s POV:
Several months have passed since my arrival at Lexington. By December, I’d fallen into a basic routine. sses,b, research. Over the course of those past few months, Gloria, Casey and I became a healthy family of three. Casey had finally mustard up enough courage to ask Gloria out and to his surprise she said yes. Everything was going great, I was excelling in my sses, shocking even the instructors. Never one to hog anything, I’d gained friends through study groups and tutoring. After- all, these were gonna be the minds of the people to help pioneer medicine, if I could help them get
there a little faster I was honored to do it.
By the time mid–terms rolled around, everyone was exhausted and eager to go home, except for me that is. I actually dreaded leaving my peaceful sanctuary of school. As Gloria and I packed, she
walked over handing me a small notebook.
“<i>What’s </i><i>this</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>This </i>has <i>all </i>of <i>my </i>points of contact as well as my parents.”
During Thanksgiving, I actually spent it with Gloria and her family. Casey came that weekend to <fn39c0> The rightful source is fin?novel</fn39c0>
meet her parents. Form the moment I met Charles and Whitney Rhinehorne, they embraced me like
a daughter. Just as sweet and caring as Gloria, I could see where she got it from. Over break, I broke
down and told Gloria and Casey the truth about my home life.
“<i>What </i><i>a </i>fucking scumbag<i>!</i>”
Casey was every bit the angry big brother. Gloria cried hearing all that I had been through. Hugging me tightly, she told me any time I wanted to, I could live with her once I turned 18.
<i>“</i>I’m <i>serious </i><i>ra</i><i>! </i><i>I </i>know <i>you </i><i>only </i><i>just </i><i>turned </i><i>17</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>you </i><i>don’t </i><i>have </i>to <i>deal </i><i>with </i><i>those </i><i>people </i><i>forever</i><i>! </i><i>The </i>minute <i>you </i>turn <i>18</i><i>, </i><i>if </i><i>you </i><i>want </i><i>to </i><i>leave </i><i>our </i><i>doors </i><i>are </i><i>opened</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
That night I cried hard for the first time in a long time, it felt as if the weight of two lives came crashing into me at once. I was d I had these people in my life this time around.
“So, <i>if </i><i>anything </i><i>happens </i><i>during </i><i>winter </i><i>break</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>call </i>me immediately, me and Casey <i>will </ie and <i>get </i>
<i>you</i><i>.</i>”
I hugged my friend tightly and promised her I would only stay there for a few days. In the months I had been a Lexington, I had already received multiple awards for award winning thesis papers. Not once did my fathere to any of the ceremonies, lying and telling his fellow alumni he was busy. So, I had no intention on staying, I just wanted to get a few more things from that house.
I arrived home that Friday around 6pm, there were still 6 days until Christmas, so I wanted to finish
packing and be gone by day three.
As I walked into the mansion, the family I had not seen in months didn’t even bat an eye as I walked through the door. It didn’t bother me; however, I wasn’t there for their warm wees.
As I made my way to my room, I father suddenly called out to me.
“<i>ra</i><i>! </i>Get in <i>here </i>now<i>!</i><i>” </i>
I walked backwards and turned around to enter the living room. My stepmother and Sophie stared at me with a smug look. Rolling my eyes slightly so he wouldn’t notice, I looked directly at my father.
<i>“</i><i>Is </i><i>there </i><i>something </i><i>I </i><i>can </i>do <i>for </i><i>you </i><i>father</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Jameson’s face twisted up with disdain at my question.
<i>“</i><i>Such </i><i>disrespect</i><i>! </i><i>Do </i><i>they </i><i>no </i><i>longer </i><i>teach </i><i>manners </i><i>at </i><i>Lexington</i>, <i>or </i><i>do </i><i>you </i><i>think </i><i>you’re </i><i>too </i><i>good </i><i>to </i><i>address </i><i>your </i><i>father </i><i>now</i>.<b><i>” </i></b>
I silentlyughed at the irony of him talking about manners and respect.
“<i>Apologies </i><i>father</i><i>, </i><i>I’m </i><i>a </i><i>little </i><i>exhausted </i><i>from </i><i>mid</i><i>–</i><i>terms </i><i>and </i><i>traveling</i>.”
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