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It's in the accent

Novel By: Kirkyb
Young adult

Moving schools is one thing moving schools from one end of the country to the other is another… Christine Sommers family have picked up and moved from the heart of Cow country in Wisconsin down to the Sunshine State so her Dad can take up a coaching position with U.F. Football.
Her Dad was originally from Tampa and has always wanted to move back there and he saw this as the chance his family needs, with her Mom an author that’s away on book tours a lot most of the time it’s left up to Chris to take care of her little sister…
Fitting in to a school run by the popular kids isn’t going to be the only challenge she faces when she upsets the girl that could make or break her…………………..
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Submitted:Aug 4, 2010    Reads: 2,135    Comments: 100    Likes: 23   

................. "Come with me" he led me to the side of the summer house up a flight of stone steps that brought us back out at the side of the house. He pushed open the door and walked inside.
"Where are we going?" I sniffed trying to calm myself down in case anyone saw us.
"My room" he walked up the stairs I stopped at the bottom "Chris you can sort yourself out in my bathroom in private without anyone disturbing you"
He walked back to me and took my hand and led me back up to a long landing with doors on each side we walked along to the last one on the left he opened the door and walked in. Everything was midnight blue I lighted with white the thin drapes were billowing from the breeze blowing in the noise of the party drifting up from the garden. The furniture was heavy wood that looked old including the intricate wrought iron head board of his bed that were all vines and leaves entwined. The pale floor reflecting the light as I looked round.
"The bathrooms over there" he pointed to a door "I'll be here when your done"
"I need my bag" I said quickly realizing if I needed to fix my make up then I'd need it "I left it in the kitchen"
"I'll get it" he hurried out of his room and closed the door I walked into the bathroom and looked at my reflection and sighed………………
…………….. Dimitri picked up my bag from the kitchen counter and headed back up the stairs my phone started ringing he pulled it out. And shook his head.
Arron * Baby
Dimitri * who the hell do you think you are
Arron * oh you again get the hell off of my girls phone
Dimitri * your girl! You still thing she's your girl…? Dude
Arron * she is mine
Dimitri * why so you can knock her round again
Arron * go to hell you don't know anything
Dimitri * I know everything I need to know… I know if I ever see you you'd better run
Arron * I'm scared… Chris will come back to me she knows what we had was good.
Dimitri * it was till you started hitting her and you got her pregnant and screwing her best friend how low can you actually get… I fact I know how low you can get and you raped Chris and you killed your baby.
I pulled open the bedroom door and looked at Dimitri the look on his face was scary how angry he was
Dimitri * I swear if you even think of getting in touch with her I will come and go to town on your ass
Dimitri looked up and caught sight of me watching him, his eyes fixed on mine
Arron * you think your tough?
Dimitri * I know I can take down a piece of crap like you… Leave Chris alone there's more than one guy her prepared to look after her and love her the way she deserves
He ended the call without taking his eyes from me.
"Why didn't you just ignore it?" I asked shaking my head "Why couldn'tr you let it go"
"Because of everything you told me out there" he pointed outside "You think I can let that go"
"I shouldn't have told you" I put my head against the door frame
"You should… you did" he walked over to me and made em look at him. "He will never ever get the chance to come near you and if he does he's going to have to come through me"
"You still want to be around?"
"Do you see me going anywhere?" he handed me my bag I turned and walked back into his room and put it on his bed. "You let me in"
"I told you things about me that I never wanted to have to tell anyone" I murmured
"And I'll never tell anyone" he turned me round to face him "God Chris please drop the guard around me" he pulled me to him "I'd never treat you like that… I could never treat you like that"
"Can I get a hug" I stammered, I needed to feel safe for a while. A smiled spread across Dimitri's face as he wrapped his arms round me he rested his head against my hair. He pulled back and put his hands on the side of my face. He hesitated before he moved closer his door knocked and opened without him saying anything
"Dimitri Mama's looking for you" Nas giggled. Dimitri put his forehead against mine
"Anastasia" he groaned.
"Sorry but be thankful it was me and not her you know she never knocks" she grinned "now go see what Mama wants while I talk to your girlfriend" Dimitri and I looked at her.
"I'm not his…" he squeezed my hand stopping me mid sentence
"How about you go see what Mama wants and leave me with Chris" He suggested
"Because Papa wants you" Elena appeared in the doorway behind Nas. I wanted the world to swallow me right here right now. I was stood so close to Dimitri you couldn't see daylight between us, we were in his bedroom next to his bed. "So down stairs" he looked at me
"Go finish sorting yourself out" he smiled "and I'll be downstairs"
"Okay" he waited until I walked into the bathroom his Mom and his sister were standing looking at him.
"Stop" he moaned. As the both smiled
"She's nicer than that last thing you brought home" Nas laughed
"I never liked that Abby" Elena shook her head "I still think you should find a nice Russian girl" she sighed wistfully
"Oh god" he put his arms round both of them "look give Chris some time and don't go all Russian on her and smoother her"
"Would we"
"Hey I have enough to deal with keeping Niko away from Chris" he smiled
"Don't fight with your brother over a girl" Elena chastised
"We're not… he's trying to be a friend to her"
"So whers the singing girl?" Dimirti's dad smiled as the got to the bottom of the stairs your friends have been telling me all about her.
"She'll be down in a while… can we take this outside so I have the support of my friends instead of hassle from my family"………………..


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