Edited Slightly
Robin Drew's Point Of View
I don't need your opinion
Ion need, do what I fucking what
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This week has been hectic, from my parents divorce, to moving out of my hometown, settling to California, leaving my friends behind, and switching schools.
My brain couldn't. I was already working my last five brain cells too hard.
Pushing aside my thoughts, I continued painting on the canvas, which was on the floor right in front of me.
My little sister; Blue barged into my room almost startling me, and ruining my painting.
"There's something called knocking, you should try it sometime" I did as I glared daggers at her.
"Will do" she said said with a sickly smile. "Aunt Marie wants you downstairs, she says said she wants us to have dinner as a family"
I internally groaned, and made a disgusted face. My Aunt Marie was extra in everything, like I would not be surprised if she actually whipped out all of the Christmas decorations.
I heard Blue burst out in laughter and I snapped my head to meet her gaze.
"What?" I asked irritated by her outburst.
"You look like a constipated goat" she croaked as she went on laughing.
A constipated what now??? Weirdass
"Get out" I said monotonously.
She rolled her eyes, but nevertheless walked out, her black ponytail whipping behind her. But she left my door wide open, that little rat. She knew how much I hated my doors open.
I got up from where I was seated on the floor, putting away the canvas and my paints, so I don't ruin it. I closed my door and took a quick shower, and changed into a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. I left my room, phone in hand.
After walking for what seemed like eternity, I finally got to the dining area.
Aunt Marie was rich like, never-does-anything, kind of rich. She kept whatever she did for a living private, but she had gotten married a couple of times, to rich fucks, of course.
She agreed to to take in my two siblings and I, after my mum and dad split up. My mum, who gained custody of us, said she needed time for herself and my dad, just wanted a fuckboy life. And now I'm here, in this expensive beach house, with my crackhead aunt, gayass brother and my annoying sister.
"Took you long enough" my brother; Africa, called out. Yes, that was his name, not only did my parents suck at marriage, they were worse at names. My brother was the name of a continent, I had the name of a bird, and my sister had the name of a colour.
"Shut it, continent" I retorted, knowingly pushing his buttons. He kind of, did not totally like his name.
"Daring move for a bird" he smirked.
"Touché" I nodded, biting back a smile.
"Bird" Blue snickered.
"You aren't any better, Orange" Aunt Marie retorted as she joined us.
"Orange? That's a new one" Africa laughed out.
Blue retorted and crossed her arms, above her chest muttering a string of colourful cusses under her breath.
"Colourful words you got there, Blue" I chuckled, and she shot me a glare
Little brat
"Dinner is served" My aunt sang as she set our plates in front of us.
I hadn't perceived any aromas so, I wondered what she had been cooking.
I looked down at my plate and sitting pretty on it was a small portion of stale chips, sided with ketchup.
"What the Fvrk is this?" Blue blurted, earning a disapproving look from my Aunt.
"Well, the cook is out for today. So, I warmed up that" Aunt Marie explained.
"Well, no" I stood up and took the plate to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator, and scanned it.
"What the heck is pumpkin juice" I called out, while my head was still in the refrigerator.
"Leave it. It's for the kids" Aunt Marie laughed referring to her own children; Miller, and Melissa.
"Found anything edible?" Africa piped up from the other end of the kitchen.
"I found a large tub of ice-cream. The rest either as to be warmed up, cooked. And the rest is leaf" I notified him, as I held up the iced container.
"That will have to do" He replied and nodded.
Africa was two years older than me, while I was in my senior year in highschool, he had decided to take a gap year, to hustle.
Just like my dad and my sister Africa had raven black locks, his green eyes matching mine, though, his was a bit lighter. Africa wasn't exactly dark, he was more tanned. He was always easily noticed, one because he was good-looking, and two because he was ridiculously tall, not that I was short or anything. And because, he gave off that bad boy vibe, with a scar running across his lips, stretching when he smiled.
Blue bustled into kitchen, eyeing the ice-cream tub hungrily.
"No" I replied dryly.
"But I have sprinkles" she suggested with a smirk.
"Keep it" I chuckled, and walked past her. But in the end, we all shared the ice-cream.
•Sunday 1:07pm
Today had gone by painfully slow, not that I gave a shit, I wasn't exactly looking forward to my first day.
I was sprawled on my bed, like a starfish, staring up at the ceiling. My room was still practically empty, just a bland grey and white room. I made a mental note to, do some decorating.
"Aunt Marie is here" my aunt sang loudly, entering my room like a diva.
Don't y'all ever knock or something, or is all that foreign to you?
I gave her an irritated look, "Quit giving me that look" she pouted as she danced her way to me.
She was dressed in a pair of palazo and a sleeveless chiffon top, shawl over her shoulders, and native jewelries decorating her hands and her dyed dirty blonde hair.
I stopped scowling at her and rolled my eyes.
"Well. Is there a reason you're here" I asked as she sat on my hammock, putting one leg on top of the other.
"You've been cooked up in your room, since you got here. There's literally a beach right outside. They're malls everywhere, and let's not even start on the hotties. Basically everything a teenage girl could dream of" she explained softly and I sighed.
"Let me guess, you're expecting someone over" I smirked and a slight shade of red, rushed to her cheeks.
Jesus, I didn't know grown ups blushed , I had never seen my parents blush before.
"You want us out of your hair?" I reasoned.
"I just wanted you to sight see. The city is really beautiful" she told me with a smile.
"Alright" I agreed.
"I'd give you my black card. You and your sister can go shopping"
Black card, sure my parents were rich. None of them had actually trusted with their black cards.
Shopping, I loved.
My sister, not so much
"I'm not taking her anywhere"I replied.
"WHO WANTS TO GO ANYWHERE WITH YOU!!?" Blue yelled from the hallway.
"Say that again. I dare you" I yelled through gritted teeth.
Nothing. Better
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