Under the spell (Luke Brooks Story)

Scarlett Ralph is a 17 year old Student at Oakmore High, Birmingham. One day she is told she is moving hometowns and hates the fact. But does it all become good in the end?


3. Chapter 3

I awoke to the sound of arguing, obviously my mum and dad. I heard a muffled 'Its not fair we have to tell Scarlett' and things. I crept downstairs, not to earwig, but waiting for them to stop arguing without me interrupting. I was in the hall and I could hear then so well, I guess they didn't notice me. 'Shes our daughter we can't hide this from her' mum said. Hide what from me? It's obvious they're getting a divorce now. I walked in, they didn't speak.
'I heard everything anyway. I have ears.' I told them. Mum nodded and Dad opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't. 
'Are you two getting a divorce?' I questioned not even wanting to know the answer. 
'What? No! Just because we argue doesn't mean we are. Gosh we would have been divorced years ago by now if that's the case.' Mum said. Dad still not saying a word.
'Well what's not fair on me then? Come on.' I spat at my Father.
'Scarlett, me and your mum, w-well, all of us we're all moving this town. I have a promotion.' He said.
'How long have you both known?' I asked him. 
'A few weeks' he said. I didn't say anything. I couldn't. My mother was right it wasn't fair to hide this from me!
'And when do we leave? And where to? And will I get to say goodbye an-.' I was cut off. 
'Monday.' Mother interrupted. They had no right . I ran up to my bedroom and opened my MacBook. I haven't even had time to say goodbye when they've known for 'a few weeks'. I opened Skype and video called 'isobelXxx' she answered almost immediately. 
'Are you still in a mood with me? She asked, with a sad look on her face. 
'Forget about today. Isobel I have bad news.' I told her.
'A-are your parents getting a divorce?' She asked quietly.
'No! Thank god.' I said.
'Then what?' She questioned. 
'I don't know how to put this. I'm moving towns, maybe even countries or I don't know. On Monday, and I've only found out today. I've got a week to say my goodbyes, I hate them for it.' 
'Monday?' She said.
'Is this a joke Scarlett?' She asked me. 
'No. I'm serious. My parents are serious. I really don't want to move, believe me.' I said with a bottom lip. I told her I was going to go, so we ended the call. I looked at the time. 9:50pm. I wasn't even tired but I tried my best to sleep. 
It was Friday morning and I did not want to go to school at all. I couldn't be bothered. What's the point? I asked myself. I move on Monday, and I don't even know where to. I prised myself out of bed and surprise surprise- no note. I haven't had one all week. I scowled and walked into my bathroom doing the same boring routine. Brushing my teeth and washing my face. When I had done that I walked into my room and straight to my wardrobe picking out an outfit. I saw a nice crop top and some dungarees to match my turquoise blazers. I did my hair in the mirror, then my makeup. I grabbed my bag and put on a bracelet. I loved my outfit for today.

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