Young Minds, Young Love

Avery's P.O.V.

Did she really just say that?

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" I ask in distress.

"We got married today!" Mum screeches once more. My blank expression contrasting her joyful one, her smile still present as my jaw hangs to the ground from shock.

"Ummm, so you just decided to…get married today?" The words almost sound foreign as they leave my mouth, she hasn't even known John for that long and they are already married?

"Mm hmm, it was just a spare of the moment thing! We went down to the court after work and we had one of the judges marry us!" Her happiness is radiating off of her, John is just as happy.

"I know it was very sudden and you didn't expect it, I didn't even expect it! I-I just hope that you can learn to be ok with it." Her smile starts to fade; John grabs her hand in comfort. She looks at him smiling and he returns the warm smile, how could I not be happy for her? Of course this is weird for me but she deserves to be happy; everyone deserves to be happy

"Mum, I'm happy for you. It's just, I didn't expect this because-"

"I know, I know. It is very unexpected and something I thought that I would never do but when you know, I guess you just know." The smile on her face, as well as John's still hasn't faulted.

"Oh I forgot to tell you! Seeming as we got married today and no one else was there besides us two, we are going to have an actual ceremony and seeming as we both don't want to wait too much longer, we're doing it next month!" She squeaks. Next month, wow this is so unlike her. She just decided to get married today and is having the ceremony next month! Is there anything else?

"So because we are married, there is going to be a few changes." Her smile starts to fade as she looks into the eyes of her new husband. John takes a deep breath, looking at me before speaking.

"Sweetie, now that we are a family, I'm going to be moving in." John is practically already living here with all the, 'sleepovers' or 'late night business meetings', so that isn't much of a shock.

"Which also means that Jessica my daughter, will be moving in." He adds, his daughter?

"So for the month she will be sleeping in your room, just until we turn the upstairs study into Jessica’s room." Mum chirps up, the smile on her face crawling back to life.

"Oh yeah I-I guess that's alright. So what's she like?" I may as well get to know what my "step sister" is like.

"Oh she's great; I’ve raised her to be a lovely young lady. She's your age so sharing a room should be fun for the both of you, I might be biased but she really is a good kid." John goes on bragging about his daughter for the next couple of minutes, telling me how wonderful she is, how she would never disobey him and is excellent at school and how she can't wait to meet me and all the other stuff that what I'm guessing, a father would say about their child.

"So you'll show Jessica around the school next week won’t you?" John asks, snapping me back into reality.

"Ahhh, yeah, sure. So when are you guys going to be moving all of your stuff in here?" Jessica seems nice enough, she probably is. If John raised her then I'm going to be living with another mini John around the house, that won’t be so bad.

"We're moving in this weekend, so when you come home from school tomorrow, your Mother and I will have already started moving everything in but we will need your help over the weekend getting everything finished." Mum seems happy and in love but this is just so unlike her, deciding one day that she wants to marry John.

"Sweetie why don't you go to bed, it's late and you have school tomorrow." John tells me. For some reason I don't respond well to the way that he calls me 'sweetie', I feel my body literally cringe from the inside out as he calls me that. I get up from my seat saying goodnight to the newlyweds and exit the kitchen.

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(Last class of school, English lesson)

To: Harry
Harry, where are you? We need to hand in our English essay today and I left it at your house because you said you would bring it. Xx

I quickly conceal my phone away slip it into the sleeve of my jumper so Mr. Matthew isn't able to see it, as he makes his way from the back of the classroom to the front collecting the other student’s essays. I feel my phone vibrate in my hand knowing that it's Harry's reply; I look around the classroom seeing Mr. Matthew interrogating some students for not having their essays with them today.

From: Harry
Sorry I haven’t been at school with you today but I've been planning something special for us tonight, so be ready by 8:30;) And just tell Jack that I am sick and the essay is at my house, don’t worry about losing marks babe xx

I can imagine Harry's voice inside my head as i read his text, the mystery of what he has planned for tonight enticing me further.

"Eh hem"

I look up seeing Mr. Matthews hovering over me, with the other student’s essays in his hands

"Your essay Miss. Sanders?"

I look up to Mr. Matthew, remembering what Harry said; 'tell jack that I am sick and the essay is at my house'.

"Well Sir, I-I don't actually have it here with me today."

With a roll of his eyes, and a straighten of the essays in his hands he takes a deep breath, looking down at me...waiting for another lame excuse that he hasn't already heard from the other students as to why I do not have the essay with me.

"Harry and I did finish the essay; and he said that he would bring it to class today but Harry is sick today Mr. Matthew."

Mr. Matthew stands with a contemplating look upon his face, deciding if we lose marks or not for what will be the late submission.

"I’m sorry Avery, I do believe you but really, both of you should have a copy of what you had written. Saying that 'Harry is sick' today isn’t a good enough reason. You should learn to be more prepared and organised with your future works."

Seriously? My 'reason' wasn't good enough? Part of what I said was true. Harry and I eventually got through writing the essay and it took and long time, we decided to leave it at his house but I'm almost certain that Harry isn’t sick today.

To: Harry
We lost marks:( xx

Not a minute later and I receive a text from back from Harry

From: Harry
Aww don't worry love, I'll make it up to you tonight;) be ready by 7 because I’m taking you out. Xx

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(End of school, Avery walking up the short driveway to her house.)

John's car is in the driveway and the memories of what happened last night fill my head. I notice there are still a considerable amount of brown boxes outside the front door, still waiting to be taken in and unpacked. I grab one of the lighter boxes bringing it inside with me; a frantic John is pacing across the living room, looking through all of the boxes that were carelessly scattered around the room.

“Avery, your back!” John runs to me, taking the box out of my grasp and digging through the context pulling out all these awards, trophies and other little trinket items.

“Mary, I found them. It’s ok, we can stop looking now!” He yells to Mum who is somewhere hidden in this jungle of brown boxes, I see a head of blonde hair weave around the jungle room.

“Hi sweetie, how was your day at school?” She questions, she seems exhausted, having her comfy clothes on; it must have been the moving of boxes.

“It was ok. Um, Mum I’m going to be going out tonight is that ok?” She lets out a puff of air, obviously annoyed by my statement.
“You said you would help us unpack the boxes, now you tell me that you’re going out? Avery, just tell this person that you made prior commitments and you can’t make it.”

“But Mum, Harry is taking me on a date.” She swiftly turns around; well that’s grabbed her attention. She purses her lips, squinting her eyes taking a calming breath.
“Fine; you can go, but on Saturday and Sunday we need everyone’s help. So when you get home tonight you are on a temporary house arrest until school starts again.” She jokingly tells me, I nod and kiss her cheek thanking her.

“Now go meet Jessica, she is already in your room. She’s dying to meet you!” Mum tells me with over enthusiastic tone in her voice.

“Oh and would you please take this into the room with you? It’s just some of Jessica’s clothes.” John, hands me the box, it’s not exactly the lightest.

I make my way down the narrow hallway with the box in my arms, I hear techno music blasting from behind my closed bedroom door; I enter, closing the door with my foot and am immediately shocked. Empty boxes are scattered all over the floor, I notice most of my clothes that were supposed to be hanging in my wardrobe have been tossed in a massive heap on my bed. What the hell has she done? You don’t just come in here and take out all of my clothes!

“Holy fuck! I know right, I love the girl and all but fuck she is a total whore! She spreads her legs to any guy that gives her attention!” A tall figure of a girl is leaning into my wardrobe hanging up clothes; she turns around with her phone wedged between her ear and shoulder. Her legs are tan and long, with blonde waves of hair that cascade half way down her back. Her outfit was beautiful but something I don’t think I would ever wear; it’s just a little too revealing for my taste. Jessica's Outfit

“Just hold on a second Brooke.” She covers one end of the phone and walks towards me.

“Oh thank god someone bought those in, I’ve been looking everywhere for those!” The box is ripped out of my arms and placed on her bed.

“Yeah but as I was saying before she is such an attention seeker! Fuck, no way! She slept with him! What a slut! No, he’s just the biggest cunt out there; she’s even stupider than I thought if she had sex with him.”

Ahhhh, should I say something? Introduce myself? Does she know who I am? Do I leave and wait until later when she will be off the phone? I decide on introducing myself.

“Hi I’m Avery.” She turns around with a disgusted look on her face, she scoffs into the phone.

“Hold on Brooke.” She takes the phone away from her ear again covering the end of it so ‘Brooke’ can’t hear.

“Should that mean anything to me?” She remarks rudely, did John even tell her that I am now her step-sister?

“Well considering that we’re step-sisters now, I thought you might have wanted to meet me.” Her facial expressions still hasn’t changed, then her eyes widen a little and she takes a step back crossing her arms pulling a half smile, looking me up and down before speaking.

“Oh you’re that Avery! Well I’m Jessica.” She coyly laughs, I should have said nothing.

“I thought you would have looked…different” She sharply bites. Different, how much more different could she have thought I would be?

“Oh nothing Brooke, just my new stupid step-sister. Gosh you should see what she looks like!” She starts laughing uncontrollably into the phone, probably telling ‘Brooke’ just how ugly I am compared to her. I stroll over to my bed, putting my bag down next to it. I pick up my clothes that Jessica has so carelessly thrown onto my bed and walk back over to my wardrobe. The music is still pumping, the constant strong beat pounding in my head. I lift the clothes by their hangers to aiming to hang them back up when Jessica stops me.

“Wow, wow, wow; what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“I am putting my clothes away, seeming as you took them all out.”

“No you’re not. I need this space for all of my clothes. Can’t you just find somewhere else to put those hideous clothes of yours?”

“We have to share this room for a month ok, so let’s make the left side yours and the right side mine.” I say, hoping to come to some sort of an agreement with her.

“What the fuck, no! Take your shitty clothes and get out of my room.” She shoves my clothes back into my chest and hard, making me stumble back a bit.

“JESSICA!” Our heads snap in the direction of the scream, on the other side of the closed door.

“YES DADDY?” Jessica screams back.

“SWEET HEART OPEN THE DOOR, WE HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU AND ITS VERY HEAVY.” She immediately runs over to the door swinging it open and stepping back in shock of the item both John and my Mum are carrying into the room.

“Jessica, turn that ratchet music off would you?” John asks, she prances over to the docking station, pausing the song.

“Now where do you want this thing?”

“Well, there is no room at the end of my bed…just put it at the end of Avery’s bed.” She instructs. I look at her with my mouth a gape; she mouth’s a “what”, to me. Both Mum and John put down the heavy wooden draws, Jessica walks over to it, inspecting every drawer. Probably making sure if she can fit all of her clothes in it.

“So we figured that you girls aren’t going to have enough space for all of your clothes in Avery’s closet, so; Jessica this is for you.” Mum points towards the wooden drawers situated at the end of my bed.

“Oh thank you, I love it!” She squeals. She gives them both a hug but John stays back just a little longer.

“I trust that you girls are getting along well?” He inquires.

“Of course Daddy! You know me, I get along with everyone.” Is she for real? Could she get anymore two faced? This is so not the person that John told me she was, in fact she is the complete opposite! This month is going to be torture.

"Do you even like it?" I ask once John has left the room.

"No, fuck what do you take me for? That is the ugliest piece of shit I have ever seen"

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(In Harry’s car going on their date)

“Harry, where are we going?” We have been driving down a dirt road for ten minutes and he isn’t giving me any clues as to where we could be going, I can see anything except fields upon fields of grass that is lit by the moonlight.

“We’re almost there babe, just wait another five minutes.” He takes my hand never letting it go for the five minutes, occasionally running his thumb over the back of my hand. He’s driven into the middle of a field, he stops that car and we both get out; Harry takes my hand leading me over to a circle of lights that illuminate the ground, the closer we get the clearer the image.

A picnic blanket is laid out on the ground with a big blanket over it and fluffy pillows at the top as well as tea light candles surrounding it, I look up at Harry in amazement.

“When-how, how did you do all this?” My smile widening as I absorb this beautiful sight.

“Why do you think I wasn’t at school today love?” This is why he wasn’t at school?

“Well you are truly forgiven for not being at school today…this is beautiful Harry! Isn’t someone going to find us?”

“No, it’s just you and me tonight.”

We take a couple more steps before sitting down and getting underneath the blanket and snuggling. The pillows are the softest and Harry is like my portable heater with his arms securely wrapped around my waist and legs intertwined with mine.

“You cold?” He asks.

“Harry, as long as I have you I am never going to be cold.” I lean up pecking his jaw line.

“Why don’t you look up babe?” My eyes divert from the sea of green I was lost in; the night sky is full of stars.

“I remember how much you loved the stars at camp, so I wanted to show them to you again.”

“You know Harry.” I sit up leaning on my elbows putting my chin in my hands; Harry puts both his hands behind his head.

“You come off as a bad ass but you really are just a big softie.” I giggle, his face hardens. My laughing increases by his cuteness, he’s still trying to prove to me that he can be the bad ass.

“I am bad Avery.” He pouts, making me laugh harder.

“Awww, I believe you baby. You are the biggest bad ass out there!” I proclaim his face lightens up with my remark; he fist pumps the air claiming his victory.

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(An hour later)

“She sounds like a fucking bitch.” I told Harry all about Jessica and what she did today and in return he told me everything about what he thought she was, most of it sounds pretty accurate.

“Avery…” Harry sits up and so do I, by the tone in his voice it sounds serious.

“Harry, what’s wrong.”

“Nothing is wrong, it’s just…I want to ask you something.”

“Yes?” I have no idea where he is going with this, should I be worried?

“Have you ever been intimate with someone?” I am a little taken back by his question; it is a complete change of topic.

“As in…”

“Has anyone ever touched you?” My eyes fall to the ground but are forced to look back into Harry’s eyes when he grabs my chin, tilting it up.

“N-no.” His left hand wraps around both of my hands, whilst his other combs back the hair from the side of my face and tucks it behind my ear. Using the same hand he swipes his thumb back and forth across my check bone.

“Can I?”

Notes

Hey my lovely readers! I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for not updating sooner. I guess I've just been really busy and never got enough time to properly sit down and write:) I'm hoping this chapter makes up for my not updating in a billion years:D What do you guys all think of Avery's Mum and John?? What do you all think of Jessica?? What will Avery say to Harry??......
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