Chapter 1- Birthday SurprisesA Chapter by Yashoda*Shailene's POV* I was about to skip down the stairway when I decided that I should just check the mirror one last time. Making sure my fitted purple sundress was all okay, I trod down and felt my freshly done curls bounce as I sent a silent feel of appreciation to my best friend, Mel, for loaning me her iron. 'Surprise!' Someone behind me covered my eyes. From the usual clove scent, I knew it was my father. I took his hands off my face and spun around, secretly hoping he didn't smudge my eyeliner. Any other day besides today I thought. He's not drunk yet but I get the tinge of alcohol off his breath. I pictured how Andrew must be right now, running his fingers through his short, jet black hair, drumming his hand on the steering wheel...he is short tempered and impatient, but he's different with me. He can wait a while. My father interrupted my thoughts. 'So, are you going to stay? Where were you going anyway? There's a bottle of Vodka on the table. We could play cards, I'm sure it would be a lot more fun.' Here we go. 'No, you are my father but yet you drink all the time and only think that you should spend time with your child when your friends tell you.' I kept my tone calm. 'I'm so done here.' I turned towards the door again and before I could turn the doorknob, something came whizzing across the living room. It was the glass vase which used to sit on the dining table. It was now scattered across the living room floor. 'Are you psychotic!?!' I shouted as I stepped away from the glass and the door slowly, because I knew Andrew was coming in. Sharon? Why had he addressed me by my mother's name? © 2015 YashodaFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on December 3, 2015 Last Updated on December 3, 2015 AuthorYashodaTrinidad and TobagoAbout♥ Adrian Ivashkov is bae ♥ VA/Bloodlines Addict ♥ Belieber ♥ Rusher ♥ Just cruising through that Caribbean life. (jkjk, not cruising, because...life.) French &.. more..Writing
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