Status: [updated 12/07/14]
The Brat Pack
Well You're A Liar, Too!
Claire stands on one side of the island counter, staring down at her hands and wishing she was having a manicure right now, while her parents stand on the other side, her mother clutching her father's arm. Her father clears his throat and Claire looks up, a scared look on her face as she thinks of what's to come.
"Claire, before we begin, is there anything you would like to say?" Mrs. Standish asks quietly as Mr. Standish stares at Claire with an angered look on his face.
Claire takes a deep breath and shakes her head. "Only that I'm really sorry for skipping school...again...and that I know whatever punishment I get is what I deserve."
"Damn straight," Mr. Standish growls and Mrs. Standish clutches his hand.
"Randal," she says, but he shakes her off.
"Were you with that boy - what's his name, Eleanor?" her father asks, waving his hand around as he tries to think of the name.
"Uh, Jay? John!" Mrs. Standish says, smiling to herself for remembering as Claire's eyes grow wide.
"How did you-" she begins but her father interrupts her.
"Your mother ran into Ella at the store yesterday, Claire. She told us all about your little trip to Springfield while you were supposed to be on punishment."
"Dad," Claire says weakly, but has nothing to follow it up with. Mr. Standish holds up his hand to silence her.
"Enough, Claire. I have had enough."
"John..." Mrs. Standish says thoughtfully, frowning as she thinks. "Why do I know that name? Have you mentioned him before...Claire!" Mrs. Standish cries as she comes to a realization. "You did. Didn't you tell me he was a criminal?!"
Mr. Standish glares at Claire, crossing his arms as she stutters.
"N-no, Mother, that was a joke," she says, giving a little squeak of an unconvincing laugh. Neither of her parents buy it, though.
"Car keys, Claire. You are back on punishment until further notice."
Claire groans and fishes her keys out of her clutch, reluctantly handing them over to her father. She winces when he snatches them out of her hand and continues to glare at her, all of them falling silent as they are unsure of what to say. Finally, Mr. Standish speaks up.
"I thought I raised you better than this, Claire," he growls and storms off, Mrs. Standish making a disapproving noise at Claire before she follows, leaving Claire to groan and hit the counter in anger.
"Ella," Claire hisses under her breath, glaring at the wall.
"Claire, before we begin, is there anything you would like to say?" Mrs. Standish asks quietly as Mr. Standish stares at Claire with an angered look on his face.
Claire takes a deep breath and shakes her head. "Only that I'm really sorry for skipping school...again...and that I know whatever punishment I get is what I deserve."
"Damn straight," Mr. Standish growls and Mrs. Standish clutches his hand.
"Randal," she says, but he shakes her off.
"Were you with that boy - what's his name, Eleanor?" her father asks, waving his hand around as he tries to think of the name.
"Uh, Jay? John!" Mrs. Standish says, smiling to herself for remembering as Claire's eyes grow wide.
"How did you-" she begins but her father interrupts her.
"Your mother ran into Ella at the store yesterday, Claire. She told us all about your little trip to Springfield while you were supposed to be on punishment."
"Dad," Claire says weakly, but has nothing to follow it up with. Mr. Standish holds up his hand to silence her.
"Enough, Claire. I have had enough."
"John..." Mrs. Standish says thoughtfully, frowning as she thinks. "Why do I know that name? Have you mentioned him before...Claire!" Mrs. Standish cries as she comes to a realization. "You did. Didn't you tell me he was a criminal?!"
Mr. Standish glares at Claire, crossing his arms as she stutters.
"N-no, Mother, that was a joke," she says, giving a little squeak of an unconvincing laugh. Neither of her parents buy it, though.
"Car keys, Claire. You are back on punishment until further notice."
Claire groans and fishes her keys out of her clutch, reluctantly handing them over to her father. She winces when he snatches them out of her hand and continues to glare at her, all of them falling silent as they are unsure of what to say. Finally, Mr. Standish speaks up.
"I thought I raised you better than this, Claire," he growls and storms off, Mrs. Standish making a disapproving noise at Claire before she follows, leaving Claire to groan and hit the counter in anger.
"Ella," Claire hisses under her breath, glaring at the wall.