CH.2: Meet the McCains

It's been 3 almost 4 years since that 'accident', during those years we had changes...big ones. My brother decided to stay and continue his UNI here, he quickly got into 'The university of Chicago' with his amazing grades and all, he can graduate early, he started to help at the company as well with my 'uncle'. Whereas I decided to back to UK and finish my A-levels for two years, which means I would be 18. but then I plan to go back to America. Life back in UK wasn't easy as well, because Serria decided she wanted to compete, no take everything which belonged to me. With her grades she obviously couldn't get into the same school as me, but her mother got my dad to pull some strings and voila! she got in. But we had rules, its a British school for ffs! we had uniform, which I was cool with...But Seirra on the other hand was just being her typical bitc*y-self.

For me, days seemed longer and harder there.My parents always taught my brother and I to earn for ourselves. Before the age of 16 I got a job, well it was to model for brands and yeah for the teens. HnM, JD sports and even ZARA I was lucky enough to get the offers and I took them cause they paid really well...Well Seirra on the other hand used to look green when she got to know that I am modelling, but didn't know where or for what. It took so much to hide the fact that I'm not living a miserable life. It kinda became like 'step-mother/sister, don't want you to be in peace, or a blissful life'..

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.I walked in to see my bro , my dad , step-mother -aka MY AUNT, and her bit*ch daughter Serria Kumar Scott ( now Robertson); and some unknown people : A man in his 50s or 60s, a woman in her 50s or 60s. I think they were my dad's acquaintance or something. They looked posh though.Even with the wrinkles they still had the glamour and 'I am a billionaire' aura screaming.

"Rea", my brother called me. "This is Mr and Mrs. McCain". he finished.

I turned towards the old couple properly and give me 'business smile', before I could bring my hand out in for a shake , the lady..."OMG!! Naira!! you have grown so much...George Look at her", while saying that she hugged me in bear hug so tight that she may crush my bones anytime.

"okay dear, you are suffocating her like this..." the old man: George calmed his wife. He gave me warm smile and shook my hand, "Hello Naira, it's wonderful to see you again. You have indeed grown up so much" he patted my head. 'well obviously, I am almost 21 not 12' I thought.

"Uhm" my dad interrupted, "George, Evelyn shall we head out for dinner?" he asked.

"Rea, you go get changed, we will head out first, and your brother will bring you" he told me

While they all were heading out, Seirra's plastic mouth spoke, "Dadddyy...Can I come with sis?"

'no no no noo, you bitc* I don't want you to come!!' oh yeah this one has started calling MY father Her DADDY.... I mentally face-palmed myself.

With no reason to deny her 'Request', he could only agree with Sonia staring at him.."sure, let Noah bring the two of you".

'It's gonna be a long night' I thought to myself, while sighning.

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