Ah, Sibling love... not really [Hannah]

[jessie7]

You have to be fucking kidding me!? Josh yelled into the phone as he pressed the end button and tossed it carelessly onto his bed. He shook his head and kicked his trash can in frustration, watching the piece of tin tumble to the floor. He grimaced and mumbled under his breath. He didn't like being ordered what to do, as if rules actually applied to him, but this circumstance involved money and Josh never turned down such important paper. Then again, this money was in the hands of someone he detested and really wanted no part of.

Apparently his father had sent Josh's check to Hannah, which meant if Josh wanted to retrieve it he would have to go to Hannah's stupid dorm and get it himself. Sounded easy, right? All he had to do was go to his sister’s lair, knock on the door, and pick up his check. Well... it was never that easy. Not with Hannah and Josh, them two in one room was a recipe for disaster.

He knew why his father had given the check to Hannah; he could not tolerate or stand Hannah and his evident sibling rivalry. He just wanted everyone to basically kiss and make up. Yeah, well this was not a fairytale and in real life, not everyone gets along, fuck sunshine and rainbows. He didn't care if Hannah was his only blood related sibling; no one said you had to get along with your blood related siblings just because you have the same mommy and daddy. The same mommy and daddy that Hannah had managed to split up and self-destruct their marriage. No, he could not stand her. He could not tolerate a lot of people. A bunch of fucking peasants at St. Thomas that he should not even be in the same room as, a plethora of people that were below his standard, really just a bunch of low class adolescents.

He slammed the door behind him with clear cut frustration as he made his way to Hannah's dorm. Fuck it he wanted his money. Usually they avoided each other at all costs but he underestimated his father, apparently he was smart enough to know the one possible thing that would make Josh be in the same facility as Hannah was green paper. People say money does not buy happiness, well Josh laughed in their faces. That is the words of a poor person. People say they would choose love over money. Please, those were the words of a lonely bachelor. With overloads of money the sky is the limit. Money is the key to a successful, plentiful life. And you think the rules even apply to you when you have money? Nope. You would be surprised how much people will bend the rules when you wave a little cash in front of their face. Then suddenly people become a lot more lenient about what you can and cannot do.

He knew that this visit would end in an all out grudge match. Hannah was a little bitch, a brat that he could hardly even stand to look at. Was it wrong to hate your sibling? No, not in his eyes. Josh disliked almost everyone. He was critical and to him, everyone stood on a podium below him, less important. He had not spoken to Hannah in awhile. For both of them having quite the high profile at school, they did a expert job at avoiding each other. Granted, their relationship was not always like this, basically a fucking mess. Before the divorce they were close. But how are you supposed to forgive someone who separates your parents? He didn’t care what Hannah thought, she was to blame. She was to blame for their parent’s broken marriage and he wanted nothing to do with her.

Josh stood in front of her door for awhile before even knocking. He was actually contemplating leaving, but then he remembered that behind that door there was a big, fat check with is name on it. The thought was enough to convince Josh to stay as he lightly knocked on the door. He was going to try to make this as quick and painless as possible. A voice in the back of his head laughed, You are kidding right!? He shook the thought, irritated. Right now he wanted to deck his father. He didn’t care what his father wanted, he didn’t care what anyone wanted, Josh just cared about himself. Screw other people’s feelings right now, looking out for other people only means you will get screwed in the end. Be nice and generous and people will take advantage of you. Not Josh, he didn’t play the nice card. People were not going to walk all over him and he made that known pretty quickly. He leaned up against the wall, Open up the damn door already,he mumbled under his breath. He knew she had to be here.

[CAMILLA MICHELLE BURTON]

It was an odd day when Hannah was in a beyond great mood and for some reason one of those days was today. She didn't really know why though. She had felt sick early in the week, and then even worse after a certain photo shoot of hers, but now it was unexplainable. It wasn't that often that Hannah was in a good mood. Usually she was a bitch and easily got pissed at everything. Which was kind of understandable seeing as the people she had to deal with were usually hard headed idiots. It was no secret that Hannah thought she was better than a lot of people. Hell, she was convinced that she was. She was part of the Andrews Legacy, almost everyone knew who she was and more importantly they were more than aware that Hannah was the head bitch of St. Thomas. She seemed to always walk the halls like she owned the place, and seeing as how much money her parents donated to the academy she was surprised her family didn't officially own it yet. Hannah could remember being a preteen and always reminding her parents that St. Thomas was the only place she wanted to spend her high school years. After all it was where her parents had met, and fell in love. It meant so much more to her than most people knew.

Hannah closed her laptop and left her desk, allowing her body to fall on the bed. Shortly after feeling her phone vibrate and hearing the ring tone coming from the back pocket of her jeans. A smile quickly formed on Hannah's lips as she read the caller ID on her phone. It was rare that her dad called her but seeing as it was the first Monday of the month she knew to expect his call. Hannah knew that it was going to be a short call and of course it'd be the same as always. Today was the day that student mail got delivered and there in between the letters would be the check for their school spending. Quickly she answered the call before it had a chance to go to voice mail. Hey daddy, I miss you. she said, her voice sounding more sincere that most people would ever here. Hannah loved her dad more than anything and not only because she got along better with him but because he didn't ignore her like Hannah's mother did. 'That's great sweetheart. I sent both checks. Your brother's is with yours.' he replied. ”Oh, okay. That's fine. I'll give it to him. I love-” Hannah bit her lip as she heard a dial tone before even getting to finish her sentence. ”Love you daddy.” she sighed and closed her phone and dropped it on her bed.

This was yet another typical thing that happened every month. Hannah had gotten so used to it that it just didn't bother her as much as it used to. At first it drove her crazy. She could never understand what she was doing wrong and why it seemed that she could never do anything good enough to impress her parents. Hannah was tired of always getting the cold shoulder from the majority of her family. It had started with her mom, and Josh quickly followed and now her dad. What what going on?! Maybe Joshua was right, maybe she was to blame. Hannah laughed to herself and shook her head. She was crazy. How was one girl capable of causing a divorce. Her parents had simply just fallen out of love. It was obvious. Hannah rolled her eyes and got up off the bed, crossing the room towards her desk again. On it sat several papers, some books and two identical manila envelopes. One of them holding the checks and another holding the prints to her latest photo shoot. Very few people knew about it and she kind of wanted to keep it like that. Honestly she didn't want this to get around school. 'St. Thomas head bitch does nude photography' Yeah, that was going to be a great thing to be traveling around the school.

Hannah figured that she'd give Josh his check later tonight. As much as she didn't want to she knew that she'd have to hand it over to him sooner or later. But of course it wasn't going to be now. She had no rush at all to have to walk over to his dorm. So instead Hannah began to organize her desk, attempting to kill time. She had nothing else to do today. Hannah had thought about asking Chris to hang out later tonight but that was about it. She had began to put stuff away in her desk when she heard a knock at the door. All that was left was the envelopes. Hannah quickly rushed and stuffed on into her desk, unknowingly leaving out the wrong one. The one with the pictures, the one that meant she was about to get screwed over. In no time Hannah got to the door and opened it up, a little disappointed when it was her brother that stood outside. ”Oh, it's just you. What do you want now Josh? She asked, annoyance could easily be detected in her tone.

[jessie7]

Josh was not like always like this… cold, bitter, just a complete ass in general. Before his parents’ divorce, he was actually a generous person, someone who actually had friends and didn’t resent his sister. Now however, it was a completely different story. Josh had done a complete 360 degrees after his parents abruptly announced they were separating. Josh simply stopped caring and put all his devotion and importance into his money and funds. He never once since the divorce even uttered a simple “Thank you” to his father for sending him his weekly checks that kept Josh living in the lap of luxury that he did. Josh acted like it was his money, when really if it was not for his father Josh would not have a pot to piss in. He knew though, he would always have his father’s money and he would always be wealthy. Why did it matter if he was not making the money himself? If someone was handing you a check every week with double digits what reason is there to work? Josh laughed to himself. Work? He snorted. He didn’t even know the definition of work. He had been handed everything on a silver platter since he was an infant. Josh didn’t lift a finger for anyone.

“Thank you,” that word did not exist in Joshua’s vocabulary. He never felt he owed anyone a thank you, he felt that people were expected to do the generous things that they did do for him. Josh looked down on everyone as if they were less than him. As if he shouldn’t even be in the presence of him because they had less money. He could hardly remember the person he was before, it was hard to fathom a time when Josh was not self absorbed and spoiled rotten to the core, when money had no real importance to him. Though, that person did exist at one point. Josh felt he owed no one respect. He was cold to everyone and he has little remorse for it. He had this warped idea that people deserved to hear the whole truth and nothing else. He never sugar coated anything and he was nice to no one, not even his own parents. Not even his only sibling. In fact, he treated Hannah the worst of them all. He has put all the blame on her shoulders and his resentment had made him turn completely against her. It was hard to believe that Josh had any heart at all, though he did. No one would guess considering how he treated the entire student body and his own flesh and blood. He should be incarcerated for the words he spoke to Hannah at times. Josh made himself look like a villain of magnificent proportions. Did he still love his sister though? Well… he would never admit it but of course. She was his sister but he would never look past the hostility he had towards her, the world, and everyone in it.

Hannah loved St. Thomas. Her entire adolescent life she knew she wanted to spend her entire high school years walking those halls. Joshua? Hah, not a chance in hell. He didn’t care if his parents donated money to the school. That was money that could have gone to him. He did not care if his parents fell in love there. Look where his parents were now? Oh! That’s right, apart. The school meant so much to Hannah and meant so little to Josh. He felt it was an insult that he was expected to go to school. Why? What was even the point? People go to high school, so they can go to college, get a degree so they can get a job so they can make money to make a good living and support themselves and their families. Josh already had money so why the hell would he want to work? School was pointless to him, work was pointless to him, and his future was already set in stone. He didn’t need to work, he did not need a job, and work was for people who needed money. A small part of him wanted to act, but that required actually doing something. Why couldn’t his father just get him the job? Why did he actually have to even go out and audition? It was idiotic really.

Josh had spoken to Hannah often in a public chat, which was effortless but it was a completely different story when he had to speak to her in person. It had been awhile since he had spoken to her face to face. He let out a deep sigh as he watched the door finally open. He grimaced a little as she opened it to welcome him with clear cut irritation. He just shook his head and laughed. She was not the only one less then enthralled about having to see each other. “Not even a hello for your loving brother?” He put on his usual grin, that famous grin he always flashed that gave always a hint of arrogance. If he was Hannah, he would have hated him too. “You know exactly what I want and why I am here.” He knew she had talked to dad. His dad… not his favorite person at the moment, but then again, who was?