Awaited Mate

2. SAMANTHA'S POV

"Samantha get your ass in here! You're gonna be late for school."

"I'm coming, mom!" I shouted back at my mother. This is what I hate about Mondays. I have to wake up early and prepare for school.

My mother has to go to work and if I don't get ready before she leaves then I'll have to walk to school, which is, unfortunately, a thirty minutes walk and that is just too long and tiring.

I'm not a spoiled brat but that is too much for anyone. My mother is an impatient person and if I don't get ready before her then she will definitely leave me.

I rush downstairs to the kitchen to drink milk and take two cookies for the road. I don't have time for breakfast because...you guessed that right, my mother will leave me behind.

This is my final year in high school and I'm super excited because next year I'll be going to university. I want to be a doctor, I've always wanted to be a doctor.

I remember this one time when my mom asked me what I wanted to be when I finish school. It was a family dinner. My dad was there, with my stepmother and my stepbrother Logan.

I told her that I wanted to be a fashion designer and my mom almost had a heart attack, we knew she was faking it but still, it was hilarious.

Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with fashion design and if I wasn't so keen on becoming a doctor I was going to study it because I love fashion but my mother always had these expectations from me.

My father said he was going to support me in anything I wanted to do. Well, my stepmother just laughed and said that if it's what I want then she was going to support me in any way she can, which made my mother more upset.

My stepmother and I are like siblings, she's like my big sister, a very kind but serious one. You know the kind of sister who gives you warnings and advice when you start doing bad things but also laugh with you all the time when something's funny?

Yes that kind of sister, the one most of us calls a deputy parent because even though she's friendly she can also be strict and take no nonsense from anyone.

I love her so much. Sometimes I wish that she was my real mother than a stepmother.

She's way better than my own mother. I decide to stop thinking about that and focus on the day ahead. As soon as we got into the car my mother started driving and soon we were at the school gate.

"You know you can always spend the week with me instead of spending it with Amelia." my mom said in a dry tone. She was referring to my stepmother.

We've talked about this several times but she doesn't get tired of the same conversation every Monday morning. I rolled my eyes at that.

"Mom, we've had this conversation before. I love spending time with Logan. He's my brother in case you've forgotten."

"I'm your mother Samantha. I'm supposed to be the one you love spending time with. And he's not your brother for goodness' sake. He's your stepbrother. Stepbrother. Get that into your thick skull. And stop with the eye-rolling thing. It's getting old. I'm your mother and I deserve some respect from you."

"Mom, listen, I promised Logan that I would spend my weekdays with him. He's lonely in that house during the day. I'm also lonely in our house during the day. You're always at work and I don't have anyone to talk to. Being with Logan helps me a lot. You should understand that."

"You also want to spend time with Amelia. Admit it."

"Mama is very good to me. She takes care of me. Why wouldn't I want to spend time with her? Come on mom, stop with this drama. If you want to fight your battles with your rival then please leave me out of it. I'm going to be late for my first period. Bye, see you on Friday after school." I said as I got out of the car without waiting for her response.

I know she was going to say that Mama is not her rival. From what I heard my stepmother was the one who dated my father first and my father then started dating my mother and they got married but after that, he realized that he was still in love with my stepmother and had never loved mother.

They got divorced but my mother never got over my father and never remarried. I don't know if it's true or not because my mother doesn't want to tell me.

I guess I'll have to ask Mama about it sometimes. I entered the school and went to my locker and left some books there and went to my first class which is Math. I love math.

I've been going to math competitions for as long as I can remember. When there's a math competition my Math teachers always make sure that I enter.

I've won most of the time ever since I started. Last year I got position two because I made a mistake during the final paper.

I was so disappointed you know. It was the first time I lost a math competition and I promised myself that it was never going to happen again. This year there's this competition that with help me secure a scholarship.

It's not like my dad can not afford to pay the fees but I just don't want him to worry. He was so furious when my brother and I decided to attend a public school.

He said he understands that we want to live normal lives just like he did when he was a teenager but he has the money to send us to any school of our choice, that is why he wakes up every morning.

To make sure we don't suffer as he did as a kid. We told him that the public school was our choice. So here we are in Phoenix High.