Copyright @ 2012 By Shelbsters15.

This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination, and any resemblance actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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~Chapter Twenty Six.~

~Sophies P.O.V~

What?!

He..

I...

I'm a bet?!

I can't believe this!

I knew something was going on. I'm not dumb.

"Soppie... Are you there?"

I jerk back to earth when I hear Gabe's voice. "Uh..Yeah." I say, still shaken up. "I'm still here."

"What a stupid, idiotic, a-"

"Who's down there?!" A loud voice interrupts Gabe's ranting.

"Uh-oh..."

I must've been too loud...

"Soph? What's wrong, Sophie?" Gabe asks me.

"I have to go.." I whisper and I hang up my phone.

The kitchen door flies open, revealing my Dad in his boxers, (Which scarred me for life) a bat in one hand, and a can of pepper spray in the other.

That's my Dad...

I raise my hands up into a surrender position. "Dad, it's me!"

He freezes with his mouth open, like he was about to yell something, (This actually looked hilarious..I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing) then drops his bat.

"Sophie...What in the world are you doing in here?"

I gesture to the pizza and soda."I was hungry."

Dad smiles and chuckles quietly then leans against the door post. "You about gave your Mother a heart attack...She was about ready to call the police."

I roll my eyes.

Mom likes to overreact.

"What a stupid thing to do."

His smile grows. "Well, she can be stupid sometimes." He whispers. "Just don't tell her I said that."

I laugh. "I won't."

Dad and I have always gotten along, while Mom and I have always been at each others throat.

"Good." His eyes travel the kitchen and he sees the soda that I spit all over the fridge door and frowns. "What happened there?"

I smile shyly and go to push my glasses up, but remember that I didn't put them on. "Well, I spit my Mtn Dew out..."

He raises his eyebrows. "And why did you do that?"

I don't feel like telling him about Zack.

A sharp pain shot through my stomach at his name and all of a sudden, I feel like crying.

"What's wrong, Baby?" Dad asks, concerned.

I shake my head and push my feelings down. "I...Nothing. Nothing's wrong." I take a deep breath. "I'm just tired."

Dad gives me a look that says that he don't believe me. "Are you sure?"

I nod my head and clear my throat. "Yup." I say quietly then pick up then pizza and toss it back into the fridge, then I throw away my half empty soda can in the garbage can under the sink, wanting to avoid this conversation

"I'm going to bed. Night." I smile a forced smile and start to walk past him, but he grabs my upper arm.

"Sophie, you know you can talk to me anytime, right? I'm not like your Mother."

I close my eyes as I start to feel my eyes fill with tears and for a second, I almost tell him. "Yes, I know." I finally croak out.

He sighs then kisses the top of my head. "Okay. I love ya, Baby." He lets go of my arm.

"I love you too, Dad." I whisper then walk out of the kitchen.

Matt and I, both, have loved Dad more then Mom.

Mom has always pushed us. She says that 'It's for our best and it will help us grow later in life'

Dad just believes that you should let a kid, be a kid.

I walk back in my room and flop onto the bed.

I wanted to tell Dad, but for some reason, it doesn't feel right.

How dare, Zack! He has hurt me before, but I say this is the worst!

I have no clue why he has to pick on me...I've never done anything to him.

Well, maybe you should...It'll teach him that you're not so poor and defenseless. My inner voice says.

No, I'm not going to do that. Besides, I won't know how to hurt him.

Do you know what's going to happen if he doesn't get you to be his girlfriend?

No..

You should text Gabe and find out.

I look at the clock.

1:13 A.M

Ugh, he'll be asleep.

He won't mind. You need to figure out what to do. You don't need to be hurting like this.

I sigh and pick up my phone.

To: Gabe :P

From: Soppie 1:16 A.M

'Hey. Sry I'm txting u this late at night, but I need to know...Wht happens if Zack doesn't get me to be his gf on time? And how long does he have until his time runs out? Do u know?'

To: Soppie

From: Gabe :P 1:21 A.M

'U dont have to apologize...I was just SLEEPING. Jk, Jk. :P Um, I think he said that he has to pay every guy each a hundred dollars...I might have heard wrong, but I think that's what he said. And dont quote me, but I think he said around a week and a half left for him to get you to be his girlfriend. I'm sorry u have to go through all this. :('

I smile at that last statement and lay my phone on my chest.

I have a week and a half to get back at Zack Daniel...and I'll do whatever it takes.

I pick up my phone to text Gabe back.

To: Gabe :P

From: Soppie 1:28 A.M

'I need ur help, Gabriel ;) '

To:Soppie 1:29 A.M

From: Gabe :P

'Am I supposed to like that winky face?'

To: Gabe :P 1:30 A.M

From: Soppie

'I need u to help me get back at Zack. ;) Do u think u can do that?'

To: Soppie

From: Gabe :P

'Do I think? Soppie, I know I can ;) '

I smirk and a lot of ideas come into my head, but only a certain one sticks...and I'm not so sure, Zack will like it.