~CHAPTER 3~

*•*•*•So, Crap bag, what's your real name?•*•*•*

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"Hey daddy" I said walking into my dad's study and shutting the door behind me.

"Hey honey" he says and turns his seat to face me. I lean down for him to give me a kiss on the cheek. "How was your day at school today?"

"Meh, nothing special. Same old same old. How was your day at work?"

"Meh, nothing special. Same old same old" he says imitating me. He chuckles and I smile at him. "Do you remember that heart transplant boy I was telling you about? Well, he's getting a heart tomorrow."

"That's amazing dad" I go over to him and hug him. "We should celebrate. I heard that a new ice-cream parlor opened up by school. Wanna go?"

"Sure, what car do you want to take?" he asked standing up from his desk and going over to the key bowl.

"Uhm- let's take the Range Rover." I say while pointing at the Range Rover keys.

He grabs the keys and we start to walk to the garage where all the cars are. Once we make it to the garage we get in the Range Rover and start to make our way to the ice-cream parlor. Dad lets me connect my phone to the aux and I put on my 'Dad's in the car' playlist. We start to sing along and dance to our favorite songs. About twenty minutes later we got to the ice-cream shop.

"Hello, I'm Hallie, welcome to I heart ice-cream. How can I help you?" the cashier said without enthusiasm and without looking away from her magazine. Dad and I gave each other some looks that only we know what they meant and then tried to contain our laughter. We walk up to the counter and then she finally looks up.

"Yes, hello, I would like a rocky road on a cone." he says and then looks at me. The cashier turns and looks at me.

"And you?" she asked annoyed. I look at my dad and try to contain my laughter again.

"Strawberry, also on a cone." I said and sent her a kind, warm fake smile.

We go to a table and wait for her to make our order. In the meanwhile, we talk a little.

"Wow, I thought you said this place was new?"

"It is. Seb told me about how packed it was when he came with Javi. He said that it's just a week old."

"Well, I have a guess on why it's empty" he says and we both start to laugh. We hear the bell at the counter ring and I turn in my chair.

"Your order is ready I hope you have a magical bubbly day and..." she says again without enthusiasm and then looks at her hand. "We hope you come back to I heart ice-cream" then she tries to give us a smile but it just looks awkward.

My dad goes and gets our ice-cream and thanks the girl who then proceeds to put on some earphones and ignore him. What a rude bitch. We go outside and realize it's a nice day for a walk. We start walking while eating our ice-cream cones and catching up. Once we're done, we go back to the car and start driving home.

"Can I put my phone in the aux again?" I ask while holding the aux cable.

"Sure, as long as you put on the 'Dad's in the car' playlist again." He says in a serious tone and I laugh a little. I put on a serious face and say

"Of course, what else would I put on?"

As I begin to connect my phone to the car's aux I hear honking. I look to where the honking was coming from and see a truck headed our way from dad's side. I don't see it stop, and the next thing I notice is the truck crashing into us. The car begins to roll over on the road and I hit my head. I shut my eyes very tightly and wait for the car to stop. When the car finally stops, I notice we are upside down. I look to my left and see my dad's eyes open and his head is bleeding. I start to move around and try to unbuckle my seatbelt but it's stuck, so I try to wiggle free, but I'm still stuck.

I stop moving when I feel a pain in my stomach. I look at my stomach and see that I was impaled with a shard of glass. I hold onto my stomach and when I take my hand off I see a lot of blood. I start to feel a lot of pain. I look to my left again and start to cry. I just want him to wake up and tell me that everything is going to be okay, but I know that's not going to happen. He's gone.

"Dad, please" I sob. "Daddy please wake up" I continue to cry. "Dad, please, please. I need you."

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3 A.M.

I felt myself being shaken awake. I start to open my eyes and see Chase with an odd expression on his face. I feel tears stream down my face. My breathing is uneven and there's sweat dripping down my forehead. I sit up straight, and Chase sits down on his bed facing me. I start to cry, and he still has that odd expression on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked and I nodded. "You don't look okay."

"I'm fine, don't worry about to me. Go back to sleep." I say and shake my head. He decides to stop asking questions and goes back to bed.

"You were screaming." He says. There's a bit of silence until he speaks again "That was the lamest scream I've ever heard by the way." he laughs, and I know he's trying to distract me from whatever made me scream.

I turn on my side and throw a pillow at him. "My scream is not lame." I laugh.

"Hey, it's okay to be ashamed of your scream." He says while he keeps mocking my scream.

"Oh wow, thanks for the advice." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"You're welcome."

We talk for a bit until we both went back to bed.

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I get awaken by a rather loud knock on the door. I turn to see if Chase is awake so he can open the door, but much to my dismay, he's still asleep. How come the loud knocking, practically banging, on the door didn't wake him? Heavy sleepers I tell ya. I stand up to open the door, getting ready to yell at whoever is knocking so loudly.

"Hi?" I open the door and see Crap Bag and the other one standing there.

"Heyyy" He drawls out in a questioning tone.

"Hello? Madelyn, who's at the door?" Chase asks with a tired voice which means he's awake. Oh, and let's not forget he said my name wrong. How do you confuse Maddison with Madelyn?

"Hola. Any other greetings we forgot?" Says the other one in a bored tone and then he enters. I step out of the way so Crap Bag can enter too. I close the door behind me and turn to face them.

"Dude, where were you? You missed breakfast. You never miss Saturday breakfast." Crap Bag says. I really have to learn his name soon.

He looked at me, then at his friends. I guess last night's events made us both tired. I look around trying to avoid eye contact with anybody. God, why did I have to have a nightmare and scream on my first night, this is actually physically hurts. Chase clears his throat and begins to speak.

"I overslept man; it happens." He answers trying to sound believable. I didn't realize how long we were awake for until it was 4 a.m.

"Okay... Why did you miss breakfast?" Crap Bag points to me while asking his question.

"I always like to sleep in on the weekends." I say calmly because it's the truth. I never wake up early unless it's for school.

They start to talk, and I make my bed. Once I'm done with my bed, I go over to my nightstand and disconnect my phone from its charger, I check what time it is and it's 10:00 p.m. I then I start to check all my messages. I see I have like 7 from Sebastian and two from Natasha.

My partner in crime🤠: Hey Madds. Did you get there yet?

My partner in crime🤠: Is your new roommate cute?

My partner in crime🤠: Are you ignoring me?

My partner in crime🤠: Why aren't you answering?

My partner in crime🤠: Did you die?

My partner in crime🤠: If you did die can I get your room? It's so much bigger than mine.

My partner in crime🤠: Okay if you're ignoring me, please tell me why? And if you did die, ignore all my questions.

I start to laugh a little and then go to the ones Natasha sent.

Momma❤: Hi sweetie! Just checking in to see if you're okay, your headmaster called and told me you got there. So, I was just checking in, hope everything's okay.

Momma❤: I'm checking in again since you didn't reply to my last message. Are you still angry that you had to go to the Academy? I love you.

I decided that I will go take a shower and then I would call Sebastian and Natasha. I left my phone on my nightstand, then went to my closet, got my stuff and went to the bathroom.

Once I was done with my shower I got dressed and went back to the room. I got to room and the boys were still here. I grabbed my earphones from my bag, my phone from the nightstand, and I called Seb on face time. He answered almost right away.

"Well hello my dearest cousin. I thought I'd never hear from you." He said with an amused facial expression.

"Yeah, yeah. Hello dramatic ass." I start to laugh and roll my eyes.

"Hey, I'm not a dramatic ass." He said defending himself, but we both know he is.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Anyways, answering all of your texts. I did get here, no my roommate isn't cute, he's actually an asshole,-" I heard Chase say 'hey' in the background. I look at him and give him the middle finger. "No, I was not ignoring you, I wasn't answering because time got the best of me. As you can see, I'm not dead and if I were to die, you can't get my room. I wasn't ignoring you and if I were dead, I wouldn't be able to ignore the messages because I'd be dead."

"Okay, I have a couple of questions. Your roommate is a he?" he asked in a confused tone.

"Yes, my new roommate is a he." I said and rolled my eyes again because I know where this is going.

"Follow up question, is he there?" I looked to my left and Chase gives me a questioning look.

"Yeah." I hesitated.

"Turn the camera." He instructed, and I shook my head.

"No."

"Come on I want to see him." He begged

"No."

"Fine, but I'm going to ask you more questions, and you better answer them."

"Ask away."

"Why are you rooming with a guy?"

"I'm so tired of people asking me that question." I mumble under my breath and I hear a chuckle come from the other end. "Apparently Alastair hall was full so they put me in Fredrickson hall."

"Oh, that sucks."

"It's not that bad, I made a friend."

"That's good!"

"Yeah, her name is Elizabeth."

"What's your roommate's name?"

"His name is Chase Hudson" I say, and Chase turns his attention to me at the mention of his name.

"How big is your room?"

"Considering I have to share it with another person, not that big."

"Last question, how did you sleep last night?"

"Very good." I said and I try to send him a smile, but I fail.

"Okay, that was the worst fake smile ever. What happened?" Damn him and his smart ass.

"I had another one." I say with a sad smile

"You know I have to tell Natasha, right?" He says in a sad tone.

"Why? She can't do anything about it. It's not like she can stop it." I say. The room is silent for a moment until I speak again "I'm going to call you later."

"Yeah, talk to you later, but this isn't over. You're going to tell me what happened."

We say our goodbyes and then I hang up. I took of my earphones and look up from my phone. I see that the guys are looking at me, and I completely forgot that they were here. I clear my throat and begin to speak.

"So, Crap Bag, what's your real name?" I asked trying to make it less awkward.

"Oh, yeah uhm- I'm Lucas Griffin." He says and I smile at him.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hey guys, here's chapter three. I hope that you enjoy it.

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