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Mason and Logan Kade are two brothers who did their own thing. They
were rich and expected to attend her school, Fallen Crest Academy.
They chose public school and now Samantha has to live with them. The
problem is that she doesn't care at all: about them, about her friends,
about her cheating boyfriend, or even about her parent's divorce. But
maybe that's a good thing. Maybe change is a good thing
FALLEN CREST HIGH TIJAN CHAPTER ONE
It was a Friday night, two in the morning, and my two best friends were
shrieking in drunken laughter behind me. I sighed as I pulled into the
gas station. My little Corolla had been chugging near empty for the last
few miles. And I'll admit that I'd been worried we would've broken
down on the side of the road, not for my car's sake, for my sake. I didn't
know if I could've handled walking with Lydia and Jessica. And on
cue, Lydia rammed her elbow in the back of my head.
"Oh, Sam!" Muffled laughter. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean—" She
dissolved in laughter once more.
Jessica wrapped her hands around the passenger seat and leaned
forward. "Can we go to another party?"
"Puh-leaze?"
"No."I unclipped my seat belt and started to get out.
They scrambled out, or tried. Lydia tripped and was nearly clocked by
my side mirror. Jessica tumbled after and leaned her weight on Lydia's
shoulders so she wouldn't fall while she sidestepped over her.
What a friend.
"Why not? It's our last Friday night before school. Come on, Sam!"
Lydia stood and straightened out her skirt and top. When her boobs
were back in place and the skirt barely covered her ass, she turned her
pleading eyes on me too. "It'll be fun. Come on! I know where a public
party is."
Jessica whirled to her. "Oh! That sounds awesome."
They bounced together. Both wore flowing skirts, tight tops, and brown
curls that flung everywhere. When one hit me in the face, I swatted it
away.
"I'm taking you guys home. You're both drunk."
"Come on, you're such a loser tonight," Lydia moaned.
Jessica frowned and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Yeah, you are.
What's going on with you?"
"Did you and Jeffrey have a fight?" Lydia's eyebrows wiggled up and
down. She peeled over in laughter once more.
I gave them my polite fuck off smile and each rolled their eyes. Then
Lydia lifted her nose and got a whiff of gas station pizza. Her stomach
growled and off they went. As I watched them skip together, holding
hands, and giggling over the fact they were drunk, I leaned back against
my car.
While the gas was guzzling into my car, I heard Jessica's question
again. Was
something wrong with me? And I sighed. Only my whole world had
changed that afternoon. I could see my mother's face when I had left
Jessica's house and went home for the afternoon. We'd all been so
happy to go out that night. Even me. Yes, Jeffrey was usually an ass,
but a small part of me had wondered if tonight was going to be the night
we slept together. He'd been my boyfriend for three years now. He was
nice, well, he was a douche at times, but he still seemed to like me. And
I liked him too, but while my mother had been happy jumping from bed
to bed before she got knocked up with me, I didn't want to end up like
that. So I had taken everything slow with Jeff, but when I got home to
get ready for the party that night, little butterflies were in my stomach.
They died and burned in flames when I opened my front door. Boxes
upon boxes were lined inside and in the middle of them sat my mother.
A bottle of wine was half empty beside her as she sat in her silk
bathrobe. Tears coated her face, but when she saw me a bright smile
was forced out.
"Hey, honey." Hiccup. "How are you?"
I let the door go and it slammed shut behind me. "What happened?"
"Oh." She gave me a dismissive wave. "Nothing. You don't need to
worry about
a thing."
"Worry about what?" "We're going to be fine."
I hadn't moved. My purse still hung from my arm. "Mom, what
happened?" Boxes were everywhere, even in the kitchen. I saw two
empty wine bottles in the sink.
"You and me, honey. We're going to be just fine."
"Where's dad?"
Her hands froze. She'd been taping up a box, but she sucked in her
breath and
held still. "Mom?"
She finished the rest of her wine and she almost fell backwards from
the effort. When she set the bottle aside, I asked again, "Mom, what's
going on?"
She started sobbing. "Oh honey. I'm so sorry about this. I really am."
"Mom! What's going on?"
"Ifellinlovewithsomeoneelsean
dwe'releavingyourfather."
She
hiccupped again and swiped at some of her tears.
"What?"
She took a deep breath. "I...we're leaving your father."
My insides screamed at her. My hands curled into fists and I wanted to
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