Forgive Me

Sarah sighed heavily and led her upstairs to her bedroom. She smiled when she saw Natalie standing in the hallway, twisting a strand of her hair. "Hey Nat," she murmured. "I think you should go downstairs and watch TV for a while, okay?"

Natalie slowly nodded her head and looked over at the new girl, looking her over and biting her lip gently.

Rachael smiled at Natalie, deciding to be nice to her. After all you don't get to pick who your family is.

"Go on, Nat," Sarah said, ushering her little sister down the stairs. She then dragged Rachael into her room and sighed. "Alright, so first we have to find a topic to do this on."

Natalie glanced back at Rachael once before she walked down the stairs, sitting down on the couch and pulling her feet up under her.

"Its history class and the only history I know is The Tudors and King Henry the eighth," Rachael stated.

"Well maybe you could start paying attention in class and get educated," Sarah suggested as she shrugged. "Good luck graduating by the time you're thirty."

Rachael glared at Sarah. "For your information I am passing history and every other class I have you stupid stuck up bitch." She stood up and stormed out of the room, heading towards the front door.

Natalie looked up and frowned. "Wait," she murmured. "Where are you going?"

Rachael looked at Natalie, finding her anger slowly beginning to fade away "I need to leave before I end up punching your bitch sister in her face."

Rachael looked at Natalie, finding her anger slowly beginning to fade away "I need to leave before I end up punching your bitch sister in her face."

Natalie frowned. "She's not trying to be," she said.

"Your sister is a snob who thinks she knows everything," Rachael stated. "So even if I don't punch her someday somebody will and I just hope I'm there to see it."

Natalie frowned deeply. "My sister is nice," she said. "She protects me. You're just mean." She stood up and looked her over. "You would be lucky to have Sarah as a friend."

Rachael scoffed. "You really don't know your sister if that's what you think. I mean have you even seen how she talks to other kids at school? Unless they're her goons or potential new ones she talks down to them."

Natalie shook her head. "I think you're stupid," she stated, crossing her arms over her chest. "My sister protects me from people like you. You're a bitch."

Sarah walked downstairs and sighed. "Natalie, we told you not to say bad words," she said, walking over and standing in front of her sister. "Leave," she snapped.

"I may be a bitch Natalie but at least I own up to it," Rachael stated. She grabbed her shoes and walked out of the house, slidding them on her feet and began walking home.

Sarah ran out after her. "I'm not putting your name on my project!" she yelled to her. "You could at least put an effort into it!"

"I would have put some effort into it if you hadn't opened your mouth and decided to be a cunt," Rachael snapped. "You can fail for all I care." She continued walking off, not bothering to look back.

"Rachael, come back!" Sarah yelled as she chased after her. "Please, just come help me, and I won't say any bullshit."

Rachael smirked. "I'll help but your ass has to wait until tomorrow. I'm done dealing with you for the day." She walked off, heading home.

Sarah groaned and rolled her eyes, walking back into the house. "Great, nice job, Nat," she muttered, walking up to her room.

Natalie frowned and sat back on the couch, pulling her knees up and resting her head on them. She always did something wrong.