Chapter 3: PoM Chapter 2 (Scott)
~(Edited and Rewritten January 20th 2021)~
Scott thought his sister was crazy.
"Run away?!" He exclaimed. Annette nodded with a giant smile on her face,
"Yeah, we could do whatever we want and be free from Mom and Dad's standards!" Annette said excitedly. Scott thought about this, she was right but how would they sneak away and where would they go? He voiced these concerns to Annette who brushed them off.
"We'll figure it out." She waved her hand as if dismissing the topic.
"When were you planning to do this?" Scott asked. After a minute of silence Annette answered,
"What about tomorrow after the fashion show? We can have our bags of stuff and there's windows in the dressing rooms we can sneak out of." Scott thought for a bit, his parents always made him wear clothes he hated and they never spent any time with them.
"I'm in, only if Spot comes with us." He said determinedly and Spot barked softly. Annette nodded,
"Gather everything you can into a backpack and don't forget your allowance. We're going to need that." Scott nodded and Annette went into her room to start gathering her things. Plopping down on his bed he looked at Spot,
"I guess we're actually doing it then, running away. We've talked about it jokingly before but…" He buried his head in the pillow. Spot jumped up on the bed and placed his head next to Scott's. He turned his head to look at his friend.
"You're a good boy." He whispered and scratched Spot behind his ear. Soon Scott had fallen asleep.
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Scott woke up to Spot licking his face. Spot's tongue got pushed away from Scott's face as he started to open his eyes tiredly.
"Morning Spot." Scott groaned. Spot whimpered and turned in a circle. Scott rolled out of bed and looked at Spot.
"Come on boy, let's take you out." And opening the door he went to take Spot to the bathroom. When he got back inside his parents were eating breakfast. His father Matthew was reading the newspaper and eating a plate of eggs and bacon, while his mother Charlotte had a slice of toast in her mouth and she was fixing her hat in the window reflection. She wore a big black floppy hat with a veil and black flower on it, along with a black shoulderless dress that hugged her body and dangerous looking heels on her feet. Matthew on the other hand was wearing a black suit, white shirt, and blue bowtie. A top hat was perched on top of his head with a peacock feather tucked onto the silver ribbon surrounding the brim of the hat. Neither of Scott's parents looked at him when he entered the room and grabbed some toast. Spot wandered over to Charlotte and rubbed his head against her leg. Charlotte jumped and shooed away the dog, almost kicking him with her heel.
"Scott take care of your dog! He is not to be around me." She scolded him, then she saw the fur Spot left on her black dress,
"Ug! Now there's fur all over my dress!" Charlotte called for their Butler and he quickly came to rid her of the very dangerous dog fur. Scott rolled his eyes and bit into his toast.
"Don't forget Scott, me and your mother are going out for work all day today. When we come back you and Annette need to be all ready to go to the fashion show later tonight. And wear everything we set out for you, we leave at 8:00." Matthew said all this while still looking at the newspaper, it seemed like they were trying not to look at him. Neither of them had made eye contact with their son when they spoke to him. Scott grumbled an answer to his parents and finished his piece of toast. Annette walked sleepily into the kitchen/dining room and yawned. Her hair was sticking out everywhere and her pajamas were wrinkly. She grabbed a plate and started to scoop some scrambled eggs onto it. Charlotte turned and noticed Annette's morning appearance. This was the first time today either of their parents had even looked at them.
"Annette darling, you should brush your hair and put some nice clothes on." She said, judgingly. Annette turned around so suddenly the eggs almost flew off her plate. Her eyes burned with anger as she yelled,
"I just got out of bed! I'm not like you, where I jump right into the shower and get all pretty at five in the morning! Stop trying to make me like you!" Charlotte's calm expression turned angry and she placed her hands on her hips.
"Do not yell at me young lady! I am your mother and I'm trying to help you!" Scott watched this like a dog fight as Spot whimpered. He grabbed another piece of toast and walked out of the kitchen toward his room. He closed his door as Charlotte yelled at Annette to go to her room. Annette's footsteps were probably heard throughout the entire mansion along with her door slam. Scott sighed and grabbed one of his backpacks. He stuffed two pairs of clothes, a pocket knife, and his allowance into his backpack. Food can be put in there later. He looked out the window hoping Annette's crazy idea would work.
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