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made me want to throw up. My mom called Gigi “the Raven” since she had jet-black hair and looked like a corpse. She was hired to manage the dealership here in town . S upposedly she was best for the job, but I ’m betting she was best at the ‘blow-job’ . She managed to get her claws slowly into my dad, she had him so pussy whipped he just packed up his closet and left, no note , not even a good-bye. I hated him. I couldn’t believe he could do this to us. To make matters worse m y boyfriend of two years Jack broke up with me in hopes of avoiding as much of the scandal as possible. M y mom was destroyed . It’s not easy having the love of your life walk out on you for someone only a few years older than your own ch ildren.
    Gabby Prescott, was the typical all-American beauty . Her beautiful shoulder length blonde hair always immaculately styled , bright sea blue-eyes a nd a flawless complexion . She’s slender and still i n amazing shape for being 40 . My selfish basta rd of a father made her lose it, i n just a month she had lost her beautiful figure and now looked emaciated and gaunt.
    “Fiona you have to get up or you’re never going to make it to school on time.” Luke was really pounding my door down now . I decided to stop dwelling and get my ass out of bed. Today is the first day of my senior year and I was not looking forward to it one bit. Normally I liked school , I was a good student, popular (not by choice) but with all the drama surrounding my family right now being in a small town really sucked because there was no escape.
    “I’m up! I’m up! ” I yelled sitting up and still feel ing hung over, fabulous, I groaned.
    “Can you open the door ? I want to talk to you quick.” Luke asked. I went and unlocked the door opening it and waving my hand for him to enter.
    “You look like shit.” He stated matter-of-factly looking me over and shaking his head . I knew he was seriously over stressed.
    “Thanks big brother I feel like it too.” I snapped not wanting another lecture .
    “ Fiona, y ou ca n’t keep doing this to yourself. H e’s not worth it and I can’t keep being to strong one forever okay?” He said sadly.
    “Whatever you say.” I waved my hand dismissively as he walked out the door.
    I did kind of feel bad for having such an attitude because as far as brothers were concerned Luke was the best. He was funny and no one ever messed with me because like our father he was also the all-American athlete , captain of every sport, all the guys wanted to be him and all the girls were crazy in love with him , even still. He graduated two years ago and just turned twenty a few weeks ago . He was supposed to be a junior in college right now but ended up taking this semester off to stay home and help out around here, mostly with my mom and me . We both have our dad ’ s dark brown hair and our mom ’ s blue eyes. He’s tall 6’1” , and built like a brick shit house all tall and muscular ; I ’m slender , slightly curvy and not athletic in the least but luckily with my 5’7” frame I can pull it off .
    I head ed into my en suite and look ed in the mirror only to find out Luke’s reference to me looking like shit was no exaggeration, I looked plain scary . I was starting to get dark circles under my eyes from lack of sleep, my hair was sticking in every direction and my makeup was smeared all over my face. Definitely time for a shower. I showered, dressed in a pair of dark jeans, a black tee and flip- flops really not caring about my appearance. I put my hair up in a messy bun and was ready to go about a half hour later. I grabbed my backpack and headed down the long corridor of our second floor to the grand double staircase in our way too big for four, well now three people house. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed and apple and my car keys before peeling out of the driveway and heading off to Prescott High for the first day of hell.
    I pull ed my brand new gun metal gray Audi R8