Chapter 5

Johnathon’s POV

My mother is standing in my doorway, and I roll my eyes and mutter something under my breath “geez can’t she leave me alone?” knowing she can plainly hear me. Good, because right now she’s being her usual annoying, overprotective self.

“Listen smart ass” she growls and I grin, trying to be my usual charming self, “I’m trying to make sure you are all ready to go tomorrow. Have you got your timetable?” she asks for the hundredth time.

given me multiple copies as though afraid I’m going to get lost or something. “Yes

but ever since your father….” It trails in the air and I stiffen, feeling nothing but resentment for the man who supposedly raised me. The

leave and make a home with someone else” I reply bitterly and she sighs. It’s a point of contention between us,

the third such school I’ll be attending, but it’s not my fault that I refuse to take crap from no one. As an

try” I grunt, making no promises, and she gives

frown. What is she doing now? Is she

shirt topped with ripped jeans and sneakers. Unfortunately, I still resemble that bastard father of mine with my black shaggy hair and dark green eyes. I hate looking like him, avoiding the mirror at all

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