Thats great. Gabriella said as Joe talked bashfully about his excitement over college. Even though she still didnt feel like smiling, her headache about her own trapped future still present, she did so to make it clear that she was happy for him. Pleasing his dad was obviously the big thing for Joe, but it was a trait that the two did not have in common.
It wasnt that she didnt love her parents, for the simple reason of them being her parents, but the fact remained that she constantly wanted them to back off and let her live her own life. Whilst Joe worked hard at school to please his dad and get into a good med school, in spite of his passion for baking, Gabby wanted nothing more than to quit schooling and focus on getting her and Chos big music break whilst her parents left her alone. Shed send them concert tickets and say how much they influenced her afterwards, that was how shed always known shed do her press persona, but until they stopped forcing her to go to a good school and study some language she didnt care about, that acknowledgement was never coming.
She reached for her glass of water again, her headache starting to subside from the therapeutic company of her friend, as Joe asked her about her own plans whilst she drank.
Yeah, but I havent decided where yet. Ive got a few possibilities though. She replied once shed finished. She paused for a moment to think about where she could go to before continuing. I dont think Id like to go all the way across the country for school, but then, I dont really want to stay too close to home either. She finished with an undecided shrug. Whilst her self-sufficiency skills were quite limited, the fact remained that staying within nagging distance of her parents was quite undesirable.
She was about to continue when there was a knock at the door. I told you two to leave us alone! she yelled out at her two brothers.
Gabriella? said the voice behind the door, which was most definitely not one of her brothers.
Shit. Gabriella whispered barely above a breath, before she scrambled for a notepad as her mother walked in. Even with all the notes that she and Joe had already taken, there was no doubt that her mother would take their brief rest as the proof that her studying had been for nought, and shed never hear the end of that.
Hello Gabriella, Joe. Ayala Parker said, her native Israeli accent still notable even after all her years in the US, as she gave her daughters company a quick but hospitable smile. Were the boys well behaved?
Fine, mom. Gabriella replied, looking her mother straight in the eye and without a concern for how her brothers had been really acting. If shed wanted them to get into trouble she couldve easily said something, but that wouldve just taken up more of the time she couldve spent with Joe whilst resenting her parents.
Oh, thats good then. Well, your father and I finished shopping early, so we thought wed let you two study in peace and quiet by taking them off your hands. Her mother continued, her elaboration uninvited and certainly not appreciated by her daughter, who replied with a forced thanks and nothing more.
Well, dinner should be at seven tonight, if Joe would like to join us. She finished, picking up on her daughters antipathy that shed been on the receiving end of many times before, and let herself out. Having a conversation with her daughter could be an exhausting ordeal from time to time, but apparently itd been the same with her mother when Ayala was Gabriellas age, as she had been reminded more than once.
Alone with Joe once again, Gabriella only sighed at her mothers intrusion before cocking an eyebrow towards her friend. Do you want to stay for dinner, then?