Life According To Amber Lynn Haner

*Amber's POV*

Today was officially my last day of my summer vacation, and to say I was bummed out was an understatement. I was pissed off, I was tired (I didn't sleep much last night because of the thunderstorm) and quite frankly, school could go and kiss my ass, because I totally wasn't in the mood for a bunch of kids that I hate (except about 5 students) and teachers that say I'm "disruptive and uncooperative" just because I'm giddy and handed in two late assignments. Lol, fuck off, I don't need you in my life.

I was planning to spend the whole day doing nothing and watching tv, eating chips and salsa (I'm laying off the guacamole until I need it again), and drinking copious amounts of tea and coffee, pretty much how I spend any other day. It's the last day before I'll have to study like crazy for the Halloween bumper tests that teachers give us. They think we have nothing better to do than do three hours of homework, and two hours of studying every single night.

"You've gotta stop eating all those chips, Amber, your acne's breaking out again." Dad said to me this morning, when I grabbed what must've been my second or third bag of chips so far today.

"You only live once, so just go fucking nuts!" I said through a mouthful of chips, not giving a flying fuck about manners. I'm so badass, am I not.

"Hey, mind your manners, Monkey, I'm warning you. But seriously, no more chips, you'll start whining later on and I'm not putting up with it." He took my bag of Doritos and finished them off, while I stood there, arms folded, looking like a fish. "Close your mouth, honey, you'll catch flies."

"But those were my chips! They were my favourite flavour and everything!"

"They 'were' your chips. They're mine now."

"You're so mean to me."

"That's my job. McKenna and I are going to get her guitar fixed later, and I'm guessing you didn't want to come, so Johnny's coming over in about an hour to watch over you while I'm out." McKenna was Dad's younger sister and therefore my aunt, but we didn't see each other as an aunt and a niece, we're more like best friends, as there isn't really much of an age gap between us.

"Nah, I'm too tired to go out, and plus, there's a Teen Mom marathon on MTV later that I wanna watch."

"I can't understand why you watch that show, all they do is yell at each other."

"That's the thing; it's funny that they yell at each other 24/7. It's also a life lesson of what NOT to do in my teenage years, so in a way, you should be thankful."

"Im not really sure how to respond to that, I'm afraid. Just go and watch whatever's on the tv, I'll be with you in a minute." I shrugged and skipped into the living room, claiming my couch with my fluffy blanket, and settling down to watch "This Is A Wasteland" (the Pierce The Veil documentary) on AXS TV.

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Johnny came over towards the end of the film, and after a strict "behave yourself and don't give Johnny any trouble", Dad left, while Johnny and I put Desperate Housewives on. We just think that show is the shit, and we're right.

"I think Eva Longoria is amazing, especially for her age." I said, fast-forwarding the tv adverts. Nobody likes those, so I don't see the point in them.

"She isn't that old, is she?" Johnny asked, after I chucked him the remote. I hated being in charge of it, it just irks me out.

"She has to be in her forties at least, right?"

"I honestly don't know, but you're right, she's amazing." We watched all six episodes and then to episodes of AHS before Dad managed to get home, and even then, Johnny and I were wondering how old Eva Longoria was. We just didn't bother to Wikipedia her.

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Later that night, I sat out on my roof spot with a blanket wrapped around me, and sat looking at the stars. There were two stars that were always there, and I said that they were Mom and Gramps' stars. My gramma died too, but we were never close as such, but she did love me and I loved her. There just didn't seem to be a star for her.

It then hit me that this was the first September that I'd be going to school without Mom or Gramps telling me that it'd all be fine, and that made me cry a bit. I was determined to do better at school this year, not just for them, but for Dad too. He gave me a home, and he gave me love when I needed it most, even though we were only reunited this year. I was determined not to be a difficult kid this year, or at least I'd try.

"I figured that you'd be out here. You ok?" Dad came and sat next to me, and I wiped away the tears that escaped from my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks. I'm just thinking." I sniffled in reply, wrapping the blanket around myself even more.

"About what exactly?"

"The fact that my mom and Gramps aren't here to tell me that everything'll be fine, and that it's the first September that I'm going to school without them."

"Id say that's tough going, but just know that they're looking down on you, and they can be like your good luck charms in a sense. You have me, and I'll wish you good luck, and I'll tell you that everything'll be ok. I know it'll be fine, I just know it. And I won't let you down on this, I promise."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, and if things go a bit AWOL, then I'll be there for you, and we can work through it. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure ok, and I mean that."

"You will?"

"Of course I will, because you're my little baby girl, and I love you more than anything in the world."

"I love you too." We sat and looked at the stars for a while longer, and at eleven o'clock, he sent me into bed, because he knows full well that I'll be a cranky little shit in the morning if I don't get enough sleep. I'm starting to think he knows me better then I know myself.

Notes

It's nearly 1am and I'm updating but oh well what can ya do?

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