"Oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you
                       There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do"

You know, I love my peaceful mornings when I don't have to deal with Jayden waking me up with a bucket of water or shaving cream on my face. But apparently when you have a best friend who is the absolute definition of an idiot and possesses the mind of a five-year-old then you don't get peaceful mornings either.

"Parker if you don't get off of me and out of my room in the next five seconds, start planning what you are gonna be doing in hell cuz that's where your gonna be." I threatened angrily. This monkey decided to jump on my bed at 6:30 in the morning claiming it was the most effective way to wake someone up. Sorry, doctor, I think you messed up his head when he was born.

Parker bolts off of me and my bed giggling like a teenage girl as he runs out of my room. I groan pulling the covers over my head before realizing that I have to get up and face the dreaded school today. Sadly, I can't even skip anymore as my absences are being monitored by Mr. Beady Eyes.

Yeah, remember him? He still has it out for me, but at least he's off Valeria's back. I get out of my bed smiling at the thought of seeing my angel today at school today. She's been pretty busy over the break with the kids but she never fails to call in the night and text in the morning.

I get showered and pull on a black hoodie and a pair of worn-out jeans. I walk outside to see Parker asleep on my couch. Perfect. Time for revenge. I grin to myself and kiss my mom on the cheek as I near the kitchen.

"Morning mum," I said hugging her from behind.

"Good morning, Superman." She said gleefully kissing my cheek back and closing her magazine.

I groan at her nickname for me but smile nonetheless at how much better she's getting day by day. My dad took care of the hospital bills and my mom has been back for a while now. She still has medications but I'm just mostly glad she's home.

Now Parker, buddy, where were we? I grin grabbing the paintball gun I had purchased for revenge on Jayden a couple of months ago.

"Oh let the poor boy sleep Kayden. You take him for granted sometimes I swear." Mum says while shaking her head and going into her room. I don't listen. Obviously. I love Parker but he puts this stuff on himself. I walk into the living room and take my aim.

BOOM! BOOM!

"AHHHH! Ow ow ow owwww!" Parker screams in pain falling off the couch and knocking down the lamp in the process. I double over in laughter. Parker looks up to see me holding my weapon of choice and glares at me hard. I laugh even harder at his attempt to glare at me. I mean he just can't do it. He's too kind and sweet to even be angry at someone and yeah, I use that to my advantage at times.

He walks up to me and tries to tackle me. Soon enough we're both on the floor laughing and wrestling with each other.

"Okay doofuses, I'm leaving and taking the car so if you wanna come I'd hurry up," Jayden said, giving us a weird look and walking out lazily while eating an apple.

Parker and I looked at each other and ran out the door still laughing. We ended up at school pretty early since the boys had practice but I just hung around in the art studio and then at the back of the school, leaning against the wall. It was 7:20 which meant V and Lil would be soon.

A few minutes later, I heard a soft giggle followed by a loud laugh and I looked up from my phone to feel something hard hit the side of my head and a mob of platinum hair run away laughing. Remind me to throw Lilly. I picked up the apple and decided to have fun with this. I fake glared at Valeria and walked up to her, apple in hand.

"Why would you do that?" I faked an angry voice, to be honest, it wasn't that hard. Valeria's mouth dropped open in shock and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop from laughing at how adorable she looked.

"It wasn't me, I promise. It was from Lilly. Why would I do something like that?" She ranted and I stopped her with a kiss. She froze for a moment before returning the favor. I pulled away and pulled her into my arms laughing.

"You were joking? You jerk!" She screeched as she hit me but continued to wrap her arms around me and bury her face in my shoulder. I laughed and spun her around.

We decided it was better to not be public with our relationship, well she decided. I wanted to show her off and be public because I wasn't ashamed of our relationship but she wanted to take it slow and stay out of the public eye.

The bell rang and we headed off to our classes. I walk into my extremely boring and exhausting social studies class. It was that bad. I promise. My personal vendetta against History started when it became the first class that I actually got bored in. I mean we're actually learning about dead people and how Britain conquered half the world and then lost it. It's annoying and a complete waste of time.

"Mr. Jackson, would you like to tell us different ways Britain's different acts and ways to tax the colonies, brought the colonists together instead of driving a wedge between them?" Mrs. Glasses asked. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun which has got to be giving her a headache and her glasses, hence my name for her, were pulled down to the bridge of her nose about to fall off.

"No, I would not like to tell you anything actually, besides that you might want to push those glasses up or you really won't be able to see," I answered grumpily. I knew I was being disrespectful but she was being annoying and I wanted to get kicked out.

"Out of my class right now! That kind of behavior will not be tolerated," She shouted. I grinned and rolled my eyes, must they be so overdramatic?

I lazily walk out not even bothering to give her a second glance. I took out my phone and was just thinking about going home for a while since next was lunch and I could make it before my science class started.

I was almost to the back door when I heard small sobs coming from the other side of the hallway. Now normally, I'd keep walking and not giving a crap but they sounded oddly familiar. I let my feet take me to the hallway and the sight took my breath away. Valeria was sitting on the ground, her head between her knees and her beautiful locks of hair covering her face. Her body was shaking with sobs and I noticed a crumpled piece of paper in her hand. The sight frightened me, and it hurt me to see her hurting this bad. I run to her and crouch down in front of her.

"Cupcake... Hey hey, what's wrong?" I wrap my arms around her waist and put my finger under her chin to make her look at me. When she does, her eyes are bloodshot and there is panic everywhere in them. She was having an anxiety attack; the realization hit me like a tsunami.

"Okay feel my heart right, yeah, I need you to make your heartbeat at that rate, okay? Take 5 deep breaths with me. One.. Two.... Three." I calmed her down slowly and by our third breath, she was okay. She looked at me and fear took place in her eyes where panic used to be and she bolted. Off the ground and straight into the girls' bathroom, not even sparing me a second glance. I got up and ran after her.

"Valeria! Open the door. Come on, please!" I banged and knocked on the door but it was no use. I waited for 15 minutes before the bell rang and everyone came out of their classes, giving me weird looks. I glared at all of them before picking up the crumpled piece of paper that Valeria had been giving a death grip to. It was our math test from last week, which he had handed back to us today, and my little cupcake hadn't done so great. 

She got a D, well a 63 to be exact. I sighed, running my hands through my hair. She got that freaked out over a D, which I'm sure our really nice math teacher would let her make up if she asked him. No, there has to be something else because V wouldn't freak out over such a little thing. I mean grades matter but one bad math grade isn't going to determine her entire future or even her final grade. She had an abundance of A's to still end with an A average, what was one D going to do? She knew that, though, which is why I was convinced it was something else bothering her.

My train of thoughts was interrupted by the 2nd lunch bell and I headed into the Cafeteria, deciding not to eat lunch today and sit with my friends. When I got to our table, Parker was babbling on to Lucas who was not at all paying attention to him. Usually, the sight would have made me crack up but not today, I was still extremely stressed about Valeria and how she was. I looked around for Lilly wanting to know if she knew about V's little breakdown but there was no sight of her.

"Kay, would you even consider coming back to the football team? I mean mom's out of the hospital and the bills are being taken care of, you don't even have to work anymore. Please we could really use you." Jayden pleads out of nowhere. I sigh,

"I can't lie, it's a tempting offer, but I don't know guys, I have more important things to worry about right now." I say just as the bell rings, signaling next period.

I groaned as I headed to science class silently hoping Valeria didn't end up going home claiming she's sick. I walk into class and take my seat, waiting and hoping she would show up, and show up she did. She walked in, her hair put up in a ponytail, and her eyes no longer puffy and red from crying. She had a fake smile on her face---though only I would know it was fake--- as she walked in and took her seat next to me. Beady eyes started class and I ignored him.

"Psst. V? Cupcake, talk to me. What's wrong? What happened?" I pulled at her shirt to get her to listen but she just moved her chair further away.

I tried holding her hand under the desk but she simply snatched her hand away and continued paying attention to what he was saying.

"So, I am going to collect your projects that were assigned at the beginning of the year, please hand them to me as I come to your desk." Beady eyes declared.

I could feel Valeria's tension through the air as she realizes she forgot about our project and that she might fail the assignment. But she wouldn't because I finished it last night. I smirk at her before grabbing the paper from my folder and handing it to the teacher. He looked slightly impressed at our work, gave me a small nod, and went back to his desk. 

I looked at her, hoping for some light or reaction in those green eyes but she just turned away and continued to look at the board which had nothing on it. As soon as the bell rang she bolted out of her seat and was out the door in less than a second. I grabbed my stuff and ran after her, determined not to lose her this time.

She needed to let me in, tell me, talk to me. Whatever it was bothering her, I'd understand. Because I cared about her; it was scary caring about someone so much. I didn't think the day would come where I would have such deep feelings towards someone, I always believed my heart was too cold for that. But she did things to me, made me feel things I haven't ever felt before. She made butterflies erupt in my core every time I would look at her and managed to leave me speechless every time she opened her mouth. 

And that's why I'm not going to let her go this time. I reach her locker in record timing after a lot of shoving to find her nowhere in sight. I groaned running outside the building hoping to catch her before she left but luck wasn't on my side today. I felt a buzz in my pocket and I saw a message pop on my screen from my mom telling me to come home and a text from Jayden saying he's sorry.

Sorry? Sorry for what? I sighed and drove myself home, my thoughts drifting away to think of possible things I could've done that were making Valeria ignore me like this. I called her phone only to be taken straight to voicemail, which I left. A dozen times. I even texted her but she wasn't responding.

I pull up to my driveway and walk inside my house to see my dad, who has been trying to make himself more involved in my life lately. I pursed my lips already feeling a migraine on its way to bite me in the butt.

"Kayden, you're home! There is actually someone I want you to meet." My dad grins and pulls out a little girl with curly blonde hair and blue eyes like mine from behind him. She laughs a small laugh when he tickles her and her eyes widen innocently when she sees me for the first time. I run my fingers against my temples, why did this have to happen today? I ignore my dad and the little girl and walk into the kitchen to grab myself some water.

I guess there was a part of me that wanted nothing to do with her because she got the attention of my father for three years which was more than my entire family had ever received. But there was also a part of me that remembered Valeria's words. I can't hate my dad for what he did to us nor can I unlove him. Now he's back and he's actually making an effort which is more than what some people can say for their own families. Besides, she's my sister, I can't ignore her forever.

"Kayden, this is Faith, Faith meet Kayden, your half-brother." He said excitedly. He looked so damn happy. Faith smiled adorably and yeah I wish I didn't like her, but it wasn't her fault my dad left. I reached out my arms to her and she giggled and ran into them.

"Hi! You are so cute!" I said grinning at her. She looked at me and then hugged me, very tight might I add. Her tiny arms wrapped around my neck and she smiled cheekily at me. I sat down on the couch with her on my lap, glancing at my dad who was looking wistfully at both of us. Mom came out of her room and smiled her widest smile before reaching into the medicine cabinet to take her pills for today.

"So Rapunzel, tell me about yourself," I told her, tickling her sides. She squirmed and squealed in my arms giggling before answering,

"Rapunzel I vuv her sooo much... Do you like her Kade?" She asks cutely.

"Kayden, that's my name, not Kade," I inform her but she just shakes her head and laughs.

"Kade... I vike you" She smiles stubbornly. Okay, Kade, it is then. I smile at her and she rests her head on my shoulder and in a few minutes she's asleep. I look up to see my mom snapping a picture of the two of us.

"Thank you for getting to know her Kayden. It really means a lot to me," My dad whispers, gently taking Faith from my arms but she's clutching my shirt. I chuckle at her cuteness and softly make her let go of my shirt. They don't stay for her dinner and I look at my mom once they leave.

"When did Jayden meet her?" I ask, I mean he has to have met her before me.

"When you were out with Valeria, he didn't tell you because he knew you wouldn't be too happy about it, so he set you up today," my mom answers sweetly. So that's what he was apologizing for.

"That son of a.... Very wonderful lady" I go around next to her and kiss her cheek. While setting the table up for dinner, I confide in her about my own issues. For one, Valeria.

"Mum, what do you do when your girlfriend is ignoring you but you have no idea why or if you even did anything wrong?" I ask desperately. Anything would help, since I got back from school I may have texted and called her like 100 times. I just wanted to make sure she was okay.

"Well, kiddo, if you didn't do anything wrong all you can do is wait it out. Sometimes when girls show a side of themselves they don't like or they are having a rough day they tend to shut everyone out. Your best bet would be to give her time and if you guys fix things, I'd love to meet the girl who's made you smile so beautifully." She advises, giving me a kiss on my forehead and messing my hair up.

I nod and smile at her; my mom would love Valeria, I mean who doesn't, she's amazing. After dinner, Jayden shows up exhausted from practice and I think back to their offer earlier. I could join back, I mean it wouldn't hurt. It's just I want to be here for my mom right now and I don't want to give up my job because I love what I do. I groan at how difficult my life has become in the past two years and head to my room to finish my English essay which is due tomorrow.

"Okay let's see, so far we have.... my name and the date. Awesome." I comment to myself.

I try to think about common themes in The West Side Story because the book was terrible and I hate romance novels. I mean c'mon, can we get any more cliche? I sit on my bed and continue to think while sketching and realize it's 11 in the night. I'll work on the essay tomorrow and hand it in a day late, she can't take off that many points can she?

I try to sleep when my phone buzzes. I groan picking it up to see a message from Valeria. I shoot up from my bed and open the message:

Cupcake: Can you sneak out? Meet me at our spot in 15, I need to talk to you.

A/N: Happy Saturday! Wrote this chapter when I was supposed to be working/paying attention in class...please vote.

What did you think?

What happened to V? Why's she ignoring him? Why does she wanna meet up so late?

Signing off for now,