Gold Digging Step Mom and Evil Step Sister

I'm thankful that my dad's McMansion is nice and quiet when I hit the bottom steps as it seems none of my stepfamily is awake and it's to early for the cleaners come by. I check my phone and send a dad quick text "Are you almost home?"

"Almost. Flight was redirected and now on new one. How are you getting along with Christa and P Amber?"

"Wonderful." I fire back quickly HOPING he would get the sarcasm.

But that's dashed by a quick response of "That's amazing! After I take her out shopping let's have diner, your pick. They announced we are taxing, see you in a few hours."

I can't help but sigh as I make my way to the oversized kitchen and rummage through the depressingly empty of cupboard, some almost empty name brand cereal and plenty of stuff to make a few salads and a couple omelets. As much as I want to have something other than cereal all of the pans are still in the sink and so I settle for cereal and barely enough milk to fill the bottom of the bowl. Making my way to the counter I contemplate where to eat. If I stay in the kitchen I will get harassed by either my steps. The safest bet would be my room, but the living room does the best TV and a new episode did drop.