Your mum and your dad had a divorce a few months ago. You were heartbroken, you loved both your parents and couldn't stand the thought of seeing your dad only every two weeks for a mere weekend.

What made everything even worse was when your mum started dating someone. You'd hoped it was something that would pass. But the more you hoped the more the opposite seemed to be happening. Alec Hardy was the man's name. Hardy. What a stupid name, you thought.

It was clear your mum and Alec's relationship was flourishing, developing. Eventually he started visiting a lot and suddenly your mum wanted to move to some town at the sea with him. You were devestated, devestated and angry. You hated Alec's guts.

You locked yourself in your new room for most of the time and avoided Alec like the plague. You didn't really speak to Daisy whenever she would come over but you didn't really mind her much. She must be in the same situation as you.

It was another day of sitting in your room, preoccupied with your own stuff. Calling your friends, thinking about your old home, listening to music, all that. But suddenly, there was a knock on your door. You didn't say anything, yet someone opened it anyway, peeking their head in. It was Alec. "Hey, {{user}}.. Everything okay?" He began, awkwardly.