This is the most embarrassing and humiliating thing I had ever had the pleasure to live through.

You see, it all started on a winter normal day...

~FLASHBACK~

It had snowed and I was saving money for college, cleaning the snowy streets with my shovel. It's not a very glamorous job, but pays, considering that I'm only fifteen and all that stuff. I was hoping I could get a scholarship though and I'd be able to save some money. I was just arriving to a new house, they were new neighbors, so they didn't know me. I guess I thought it wouldn't be bad for them to know me.

It wasn't a bad thought at the moment.

Bzzz!

A man in his late thirties, dressed with a thick jacket and trousers opened the door. His size was a little intimidating, but I wasn't scared for it. He looked sure of himself and, when I saw his face, I swear I could had seen the wrinkles on the side of his lips, of the many laughs he shared with someone. His eyes were gentle and was looking at me with curiosity. His skin was tanned, probably of the time on the sun, but you could see the spot where the sun never got and the skin there is white.

"Hello, sir! I'm Christian Summers and I live down the road" I introduced myself, pointing at the direction towards my house "I know you're new around here, but I was wondering if you need any assistant with shoveling the snow off your street..."

"That would be a grate help, thanks a lot" the man thanked me "How about we close the deal at 30 bucks my whole street?" My eyes bulged out. 30 bucks for each time I clean his street? That's a sweet deal!

"You have a deal, Mr...."

"Mr. Zhang" he supplied, shaking my hand.

I ignored that things were gonna get out of control...

~FLASHBACK~

Now, I'm here, sitting in a room inside the courthouse, along with my father and a lawyer that he hired, over a little misunderstanding. Even my mother and my brothers knew it was an accident, a misunderstanding. Why my father couldn't as well? Don't ask me, I have no clue on why... maybe he feels better stomping on other people's life? I mean, it's like a bully, but I don't know it...?

What can I tell you, Dad spends most of his day and weekends working. Mom rules the houselife, but I think Dad simply ignores her... Again, how they ended with three sons, is beyond me...

"Dad, please-"

"I won't hear a word against this, Christian" Dad interrupted me, almost glaring me while glancing. I sighed and nursed my left arm, inside the plaster, luckily it wasn't my writing arm. Minutes later, the door opened and Mr. Zhang walked in with a woman. At first I thought it was his wife, but I remembered that I had met his wife and doesn't look like this.

This woman was dressed in a pencil-skirt suit with a bourbon silky shirt, that had a knot around her neck. She looked very professional, especially with he hair pulled away from her face in a low bun. Her skin was tan and her eyes were calculating and a little terrifying. As if she was a shark and I was the prey. Somehow, I didn't want to end up on that end.

"Mr. & Mr. Summers" the woman acknowledged to us, making my father nod his head in recognition. It was an achievement as Dad didn't got along with women doing men's job. Chauvinistic? Defenitely. But, I was raised by Mom, remember. I tried to send an apologetic look to Mr. Zhang, but I caught Dad's glare before doing it.

"Good morning, Christian" Mr. Zhang spoke to me, with a smile. I gave him one back "How is your shoulder?"

"Pretty good, thanks sir-"

"You spoiled his chances for a football scholarship!" Dad barked, almost contained. I sighed and shook my head, I didn't even play football! And the doctor said I'd be fine in a couple of weeks! Even if I played, which I don't, I'd be able to at the end! Mom asked because I wanted to play basketball next term "Now, he would never play professionaly!"

"Mr. Summers, I hope you have a good defense, as you accusation towards my client and relative is totally unfounded" Everyone stared at the woman, except for Mr. Zhang. Obviously he knew, otherwise why would he bring her?

"Are you saying that my client is faking this whole demand on your client?!" I was about to shout to my father's attorney, but this woman- which I'm liking in personality more and more -beat me to it.

"What I'm saying is that your client took some unrelated events and mashed them together in a situation of his like!" she said, never losing her cool. This woman was unstoppable! I like her! "And, unless you have evidence that support your claims, I'd crush you under the law that you decide to reinforce upon us!"

"Reyna, please..." Mr. Zhang butted in, calming "I have a video that could clear the air of any misunderstanding..." he pulled out a CD, in which I'm assuming has a recording of what happened that day. Immediately after showing the CD, the judge appeared and demanded to see the proof we had to support our claims. I kept quiet while Mr. Zhang's attorney showed the CD.

The video showed a normal and regular situation to all. I was shoveling snow out of Mr. Zhang's street, right in front of his front door. Suddenly, the door opens and Mr. Zhang shows in screen and starts talking to me. My face was calm and relaxed, if you ignored the sweat and the winter clothes on me. I finally waved at Mr. Zhang and, walking backwards, I slipped on the floor, hitting it with my left shoulder. Mr. Zhang was seeing rushing out of the house to help me.

The un refutable truth was there, for everyone to see it.

For all, but Dad.

"I demand this man receive all the weight of the law!"

Not this again!

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Hello, guys!

First of all, I'd like to apologize for the long absence. Things have been hectic lately and I'd had to organize them before continuing with my writing. As I'm writing this, I'm trying to catch up with all the delay posting, but I'm pretty sure that I'll be back at regular pace by the end of the month. I beg your patience for it.

Which leads me to remind you all that, I have made a Facebook page for my A/N and any news/rants/explanations/thing I like to be posted there. I recommend you check it out, mainly for the A/N, as I won't be posting them here anymore. The page is written down:

https://www.facebook.com/pg/SilverHuntresses/posts/

For this morning, I'm planning to update only three stories, can't remember how many chapters each: Mortals: Meet... 2, Percy Jackson, son of Chaos and Garden Wall. As I mentioned before, be patience with me. I'll probably update Urgent! Inspiration: Needed tomorrow and Wednesday, with Mortals: Meet... the In-Laws next. Any chapters that are missing from Mortals: Meet... 2 will be post ASAP.

As I mentioned in a post on Facebook, Mortals: Meet... 2 is coming to an end. Although it was a pleasure and a privilege to write almost 200 chapters about Percy and his friends (and making up a few futures and two lovely spin-offs of my own), I'm running out of ideas, which is why I'm slowing my writing a little: I wanna supply the demand, but I don't have resources. Which is why I decided, with a heavy heart, that it won't be a third part.

Also, I'd like to let you know that, I wanna finish Urgent! Inspiration: Needed before focusing in another story. I realized I tried to handle more than I can take and I'm not as focus as I was at the beginning, as life takes unexpected turns. That being said, it doesn't mean I will be giving up my writing and my stories, as it means too much to me.

Maybe, I'll diversify myself into a new fandom...? Or random stories...? Who knows...

Please, check my Facebook page and I'll see you guys during the week.

Again, I apologize for the lateness and I appreciate your patience.

xoxo, Silver