Chapter seventeen

"Cathy, fucking get out of bed I'm tired of that woman yelling."

I think mornings have something against me. I'm really not in support of Emma's new found behaviour of waking me up like this and I send her the finger to show appreciation for her bitchy act.

"Whatever." She muttered before closing my door with a loud bang. I heard the sound in the middle of my head. Fuck I hate this life.

I take my time washing my hair and taking a shower hoping to frustrate the epic witch before stepping out in...yeah you guessed right, jeans and a t-shirt though not the over sized ones, I wear a jacket over it and pick my backpack up.

My phone is almost dead when I pick it up and I scream mentally, how the fuck did I forget to plug it in last night? Tears of frustration gather behind my lids

"You finally decide to grace me with your presence." I huff and drop my bag on the kitchen table, her eyes followed my movement and I successfully ignore her.

"What is it you want?" I ask with a wide smile on my