61AUTHOR'S NOTE: I AM SOO DEEPLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER. I KINDA LOST MY MUSE BUT DO NOT FRET MY FANS, IT RETURNED.
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Zach's POV:
Michael J. Fox once said that family is not an important thing, it's everything. I can definitely agree with him on that. Family is everything. And my "everything" consisted in me joining the COC. Well, according to my mother. Family is everything. It's just not everything I want it to be. I sigh and look around the room. It's a Sunday and I've been avoiding everyone since I got back from Zoey's house. I barely know Zoey− heck I just met her− but she didn't look like the type that buys big houses when she's the only one living in it. I'm sure she wasn't alone. I hijacked one of the cars in her garage and drove to Gallagher. I smirk once I remember how pissed Zoey was when she woke up with a hangover.
FLASHBACK:
Zoey was groaning in her sleep again. I've been awake for the past seven minutes watching as Zoey change into the most awkward positions in her sleep. She kept turning and moaning. It's her fault for getting drunk. No one force her to drink. I wonder if she does this in a daily basis, getting drunk for no apparent reason. Now I have a crazy ass mother and an alcoholic twin sister. Zoey moaned in pain and mumbled something about a deer humping a smurf. I shook my head and got out of bed. I am getting out of here. The second my fingertips brushed the door knob, I was slammed against the wooden door. My front was pressed tightly to the door as Zoey whispered behind me.
"You're not leaving without a goodbye, right Zachy? Why I thought we moved past that already." I slammed my hands against the door and pushed backwards. Zoey stumbled back because of the hangover. "Don't call me that." I threw her one lasting look over my shoulder before opening the door and heading out.
I smirk when I heard footsteps behind me. I entered the kitchen and grimaced at the mess we− I mean, ZOEY− made yesterday while she dance and sang. I grinned when I saw a small radio beside the fridge. I went to turn it on.
"Don't you dare."
My finger brushed the 'on' button. I look over my shoulder with my trademark smirk, "Or what?"
I didn't wait for her to respond and pressed the button. I heard Zoey cursing behind me as I turn the volume high. A random song blasted through the radio. Something flashed beside me and I moved away quickly to the side. The knife landed in the middle of the radio.
A perfect hit.
The singer's voice began to distort as the radio slowly stopped working. The kitchen was filled with tension as I turned around to face a pissed-off Zoey. She could've passed for a wild animal. Her red hair was uncombed and pointed to every direction, her breaths came out in pants and a knife was snatched around her fingers. "Or next time, I'll make sure I hit flesh." Her voice was low and dangerous. It remind me of my mother when she's interrogating a victim.
"That's an awful thing to say to your brother."
"Well I've done plenty awful things, brother." She spat the last word with disgust. I think that was the hangover talking.
"Really? Because just yesterday you didn't want me to leave your side."
She put her hands in her ears and groaned, "Why the fuck you're speaking so loud?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. You're probably doing that to annoy me. And you probably made the mess in the kitchen, too."
"Ah, ah, ah," I shook my finger at her face. She smacked my finger away with a huff. "You're the one who got drunk and decided to bang pots and pans."
"Don't remind me," Zoey groaned looking around.
END OF FLASHBACK
I threw the blue ball in the air and caught it again. I've heard nothing from my mother. But I knew it shouldn't be long before she strikes again. She loves to create anticipation. Make people feel anxiety as it slowly eats them alive. It's a technique I knew far too well. A much as I hate to admit it, but I really do hope that Zoey has nothing to do with my mother. I threw the ball at the wall and watch how it bounced back to me; I caught it with ease.
My mother must know of Zoey's existence. She gave birth to her as well! I feel that she at least owe me that right to know about a missing sibling. I growled and threw the ball to the wall across the room and watched it bounce back to me. It's been three weeks and I still don't know anything of Zoey. It's like she doesn't exist.
"Zach! Hey Zach!" Jonas entered our room in a bad time. The ball flew and hit him straight in the face.
"Sorry."
He rubbed his face but nodded anyway.
"Headmistress Morgan ordered all students to go to the Dining Room. Guess she got an announcement or something." I nodded at him and hopped out of my bed and walk to the Dining Room with Jonas by my side. I threw the doors opened and gossip filled my ears as I walk to where Cammie was sitting.
"I heard that the Headmistress will announce another ball," a girl whispered excitedly to her friend and her friend squealed in excitement. I rolled my eyes as we past them. Geez, people still talk about that?
I sat next to Grant and wink at Cammie who was being interrogated by Tina who wanted to know what's the news that Headmistress Morgan wanted to announce.
"If you kept quiet and listen to the Headmistress, you might have a clue, Tina." Macey remarked sarcastically. That shut Tina up as she sat beside Liz and turned to the front.
The Headmistress smiled at us as she began to speak. "Good morning, students. I apologize for the sudden commotion, but I have some important news to share with all of you,"
All the teachers stood behind her in a line. I caught Joe watching me and smirk at him. His lips twitched as if fighting back a smile and he looked away. "I'm happy to announce that there will be a new student who will join us this semester." As soon as she finished, the Dining Room was assaulted with whispers and questions.
"New girl?" Bex wondered out loud. She turned to Cammie, "Did you knew about this?" Cammie shook her head and look bewilderedly at her mom.
"You girls act like if you've never seen a new student." I said but looked directly to Cammie. "If I'm not mistaken, Macey was also a new student."
"It's just not normal for someone to join in the middle of semester," Cammie explained, "unless there's something else behind it." She whispered the last part to her and Bex. Before Bex could agree, Headmistress Morgan started to talk. "Let's give a warm welcome to Maddeline McAdams."
Everyone started clapping. I rolled my eyes but clapped anyways. My heart stop, my hands drop and my eyes bulged out as an all too familiar redhead stepped into my view.
No fucking way…
"Please, Maddeline is too formal. Call me Maddie."
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