"Come on Carson, you better hurry up putting your makeup on or we are going to be late." I said, knocking on Carson's room for the third time.

The door opened suddenly, revealing Carson. "Makeup? Seriously Kitten? You're bruising my ego here."

I rolled my eyes. "You must be putting on makeup to be taking so long." I turned to head downstairs. "Come on, I don't want to be late for school."

Carson shook his head and followed behind me. "Man, my girlfriend is bossy." He whispered under his breath.

"I heard that." I said, turning around and shoving his shoulders. He raised his hands up in surrender and grinned at me.

I turned back around and instantly froze in my tracks. A man was walking towards the stairs, carrying a small duffel bag. I haven't seen him before, but I could tell it was Carson's father. He was an exact replica of Carson. He must have just gotten home from his business trip.

He looked up when he saw me and then he turned to Carson, his eyes narrowing. "So you're having girls sleep here now?" He asked without preamble. He wasn't even affected that I was standing there.

"Dad, it's not liked that." Carson said behind me.

"So what is it then? Huh? Tell me. I want to hear you explain this." Carson's dad said. I was becoming very uncomfortable with this conversation. I wanted to get away. Or better yet, for the floor to open up and take me under.

Before Carson could answer his father, his mother appeared at the top of the stairs. "Marcus," she said in a warning tone. "Would you stop that? You're scaring the poor girl."

Mr. Knight looked up at his wife with an incredulous expression. "You're upholding with this, Marilyn?"

She sighed exasperatedly. "Would you come on up, so I can explain? You must be tired from your trip. I wanted to call and explain, but decided to wait until you got home." Mrs. Knight said. She then turned to us and smiled. "You guys go on now. Have a great day at school." She waved at us.

I was glad to escape this awkward situation, so I finished descending the stairs and walked briskly to the front door. Carson followed behind me. The voices of Carson's mother and father fading into the background.

When we were outside, Carson turned to me. "I'm sorry about that. My father never fails to say whatever comes to his mind." He apologized.

"Don't worry about it. I can understand why he's upset." I said as I opened the passenger side door of Carson's car.

Carson got into the driver's side. "It's okay though. Once my mother explains to him the situation, he won't mind you staying here." He assured me.

"I hope so." I said as Carson started the car and head for school.

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"I can't believe you and Carson are dating!" Jasmine squealed, when we sat down in homeroom together.

She squealed so loud that a few students looked up at us. They, however, went back to what they were doing, not paying us any attention. Only a handful of students were in the room as we waited for the bell to ring.

Lucas who was sitting beside Jasmine, covers his ears with his hands. "Jasmine, are you going to damage my eardrums?" He asked.

Jasmine ignored his comment and turned back to me, who was sitting directly behind her. "I knew it was going to happen." She clasped her hands together like a kid about to open presents on Christmas morning. "This is so exciting!"

I smiled at her excitement. She was always excited, especially when it came to romance and relationships. "Thank you and I know you had said it." I said.

"Yes of course. I always know these things. It's a gift." She said smugly and I laugh.

"I'm happy for you little K," Lucas cut in. "And if you're happy, we are happy." Kevin who was beside me nodded his head in agreement and I just smiled at them.

We were sitting there in silence for a while, until Jasmine spoke again. "Did you guys complete the Spanish homework? Please tell me I'm not the only one who didn't."

Kevin shook his head. "I started it last night, but couldn't finish it."

"Me too." Lucas said.

"I finished mine." I said and they all looked at me with a surprised expression. "What? It wasn't that hard."

"Well, it was easy for you because you are a nerd." Lucas teased.

"I am not a nerd." I said glaring at him. He was lucky I wasn't sitting close to him or I would have whacked him over his head.

"You're good at every subject. That sounds like a nerd to me." He replied.

"Except maths." I reminded him.

"You're still a nerd." Lucas continued to tease. He loves doing that to annoy me.

I glared at him. "Do you want me to come over there and mess up that face of yours?" I asked, a smirk playing on my lips.

Lucas looked around at me in fake horror. "And destroy this gorgeous face? You wouldn't do that."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Can your ego be any bigger?"

He just grinned at me, but didn't say anything as our homeroom teacher, Ms. Baker entered the room. I was going to get back at him for this.

Thankfully, that moment came all to soon as we walked to Spanish class.

"So little K, are you going to help me with the homework?" Lucas asked me.

"Hmmm...let me think about it." I said as I pretended to be in deep thought. After a while I said, smirking. "No."

"Oh my Lucas, that's gotta hurt." Jasmine said from behind us. Lucas gave her a look, before turning back to me.

"You're a meanie." He replied pouting.

"Aww, too bad." I said, patting him on the shoulder. He just chuckled, because he knew that I was going to help him anyway.

******

A week has passed since my meeting with Carson's dad. After Mrs. Knight talked to him, he was surprisingly okay with me being there. He even apologized to me for making such an assumption. He is not mean as I thought he was. If he was, he would have kicked me out without any thought. He was just work-possessed and wanted everything to go his way. He just view the world a little different from everybody else.

Today was now Friday and Mrs. Knight had asked Carson and I to go to the supermarket. It was now after school and Carson and I were walking through the aisles. Carson was pushing the trolley and I walked beside him browsing the shelves.

My eyes caught jars of Nutella towards the end of the aisle and my eyes lit up. I walked over to them and picked one up. I really, really, really love Nutella and it has been a while since I have eaten it. I felt Carson came up behind me.

"Nutella? Really?" He asked, lifting his eyebrows at me.

"Are you being serious right now? Nutella is awesome! We have to get one." I said.

He chuckled at me. "Okay, okay. Since you love it so much, we can get two then." He said as he take up another one and put it in the trolley.

"You're spoiling me." I said, although I didn't mind. Any guy supporting my love for Nutella was perfect in my book.

"It's my pleasure." He said, giving me his winning smile. I shook my head at him, a small smile touching my lips as well.

I checked the list that Mrs. Knight gave us again. "You can go and pick up the meats, while I go over there to get ice-cream." I said to Carson. We still have a lot of things to get, so I was hoping we could move faster this way.

"Okay." Carson nodded his head as he left the trolley and turned towards the other aisle.

I walked towards the ice-cream section. Okay, which flavour should I choose? I asked myself in thought. I was trying to decide between Rocky Road and Mocha Almond Fudge, when I heard a voice.

"Well, if it isn't the little brat who thought it was okay to disobey me."

I spun around quickly at the sound of the familiar voice. I froze in my spot as I came face to face with my stepfather. He was standing with his arms crossed, looking at me with an intense gaze. His eyes were cold as he gave me a scowl.

I was so shocked to see him standing before me, that I lost all thoughts. The only words that came to my mind at that moment and I heard it escape my lips in a shocked whisper.

"Oh shit."

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