💞🤴💋 A Girl In A Boy’s School Episode 3 💋🤴💞
👙💋♥️🥰 Episode 3 👙💞🥰
I woke up at 12 in the morning. I yawned. Remembering what happened before, I tried to go back to sleep. After a while, I gave up and got ready for absolutely nothing.
I went to the kitchen to see my mum eating breakfast. She looked at me and smiled. But she wasn’t happy at all. Her eyes were tired. And her hair was messy.
‘Morning.’ I said happily, trying my best to cheer up the gloomy atmosphere.
‘Morning, Ce.’ She said, trying her best too.
‘Not really, There something I need to tell you.’ She said.
I frowned. Whats going to happen? Will she make me get a job or something? Wait, I can’t. My grades are lower than the happiness level here.
‘Whats up?’ I said, sitting down with her at the table.
‘Listen Mum, Ive learned my lesson. I’m going to change. I did a lot of thinking last night and I made a decision too.’
‘She was shocked by my reaction. ‘But Darling-‘
‘I’m not lying Mum. When I say I’m going to do something, I will do it.’ I said happily. ‘I’m going to look for a school that will help me. And any school will do, I just want to get high grades and make you happy.’
‘Why not?’ I said confused. ‘I understand that I have a massive history but Its not impossible, is it Mum? And you’ve always told me that anything is possible if I try and I will. Promise..’
Her face didn’t change. It stayed the same. She looked down like she couldn’t meet my eye. My smile went upside down. Something is wrong and shes not telling me.
‘What is it, Mum?’
‘Darling, Ive found you a school.’ She said.
I smiled. ‘Thats great!’ But from her face, it seemed that it wasn’t great at all.
‘What is it?’ I said.
‘CeCe, remember I told you that you dad is a headmaster,’ She said. I nodded.
‘Well, I told your dad about what happened and he got you a place in his school.’ She said.
‘What?’ I said, shocked. ‘But dad lives in scotland.’
‘So, your saying, that I should got to Scotland.’ I said slowly.
‘Yes! And its only for a few months, till you get your grades up.’
I can’t believe this. I am going to Scotland. To be with my dad. MY DAD? The guy who I haven’t met for years. The guy who left my mum and started to see his career as his only importance. The guy who promised to come at christmas but never came.
‘No.’ I said angrily.
‘What?’ My mum said. She was actually shocked. SHOCKED! She didn’t even like my dad so why is she acting like I said I hated chocolate.
‘Darling, hes changed.’
‘And how do you know that? He might just want me because he feels sorry for me.’
‘Look, when he was with us. He used to be in all kinds of mess. Drugs, gambling and his emotions were messed up. He did the right thing to leave because he was messed up and he didn’t want to hurt us.’
‘And your not mad at him?’
‘Mad at him? He did us all a favour. If he was here, you would be twice as naughty as you already are.’ She said. Her eyes were nearly in tears. ‘And I didn’t want my baby to get hurt.’
‘I can’t believe this! I am already hurt! He left me since I was 10, I don’t even remember him much. Why the hell does he want me now?’
‘Because hes ready. When he left me, he promised me that he will come back. And he has.’
‘Actually, he hasn’t. I have to come back to him because I’m the one moving to Scotland.’
‘Sweetheart, hes changed. Hes like the other dads. He is a headmaster in a boarding school. Who ever thought of that? A druggie could be such a success.’
I nearly laughed. ‘Your seriously thinking of taking me to Scotland.’
‘Traveling isn’t staying in one place for a long time.’
‘Well its a start. Then you could get money and go all over the world. You should go France. I heard its great there.’
‘Yeah, France is great. Them beguettes sounds awesome. OMG! Why have we changed the subject?’
‘She shrugged. ‘Please darling, it will be great there. You never know, you might have fun.’
‘Please, for me.’ She said. ‘Just a few months. Just have a little bit of bonding time with your dad.’
I sighed. ‘Fine.’ There was no point arguing. No option for me left. And maybe Mum is right, there is no other school otherwise she wouldn’t have chosen this annoying option.
She happily hugged me. ‘It means a lot to me, CeCe.’
‘So when?’ I said.
‘Any day you want. But sooner the better.’
‘Okay.’ I said. We went quiet for a second. And then I said something that shocked the both of us. ‘What about tomorrow?’
Her eyes opened with amazement. But she didn’t seem happy. ‘CeCe, when I said sooner the better, I didn’t mean-‘
‘I know I know. I just want to get over and done with this.’ I said. But that wasn’t really the reason. The real reason was because a part of me was excited. Excited to meet my dad. Yes, Ive never heard from him from a long time but I had a feeling that it was going to be great.
‘No, I mean get ticket today, and I will get there tomorrow.’ I said. She bit her lip. Okay, I guess it was really freaky that I wanted to go so early. But I just did.
‘CeCe, are you doing this because your mad at me?’ She said.
I screamed. ‘I HATE YOU SO MUCH! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!! FINE, I WILL GO. JUST TO GET ME OUT OF YOUR FREAKING WAY!’ She looked startled. I smiled.
‘Thats what I would have said if I was mad.’
She laughed. ‘Wow, you really scared me.’ She said. I laughed too.
‘I guess, I’m known as a good actor.’ I said babbling about myself. We both burst into laughter. And then, we both stopped staring at eachother, both thinking the same thing. Wow, Its been ages since we laughed together. It felt really good. We were always far apart and the closest we got was when grandma died. But this, it was real. I was actually laughing with my mum. The same mum who didn’t understand me, the same mum who taught i misbehaved for attention and the same mum who was sending me to Scotland.
So this dad who my mum says has ‘changed.’ Has he really? The last time I remember him was when he had a talk with me about how much he loves me. And that could only mean that he was just saying all that to me because he was leaving me. He didn’t come once. He phoned but never talked to me. I was hurt. And why did I want to go here? To make my mum happy and to solve this thing with my dad. And even thought he hurt me so much, I still wanted to talk to him, hug him and tell him things. I just wanted to be with him.
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