I hate you, Christopher Mirta.

Part 1.

I groan grabbing my bag from my locker and slamming it shut "Wow, Mira," Roxy says walking up next to me with Molly by her side. I look over to them and groan again slamming my forehead into the locker "Please, Im tired Roxy, don't make me go," I begin making contact with the metal door using my forehead over and over again till Molly placed her hand over it to prevent the redness from getting any worse. Roxy laughs "Yeah right, Mira. You escaped last weekend," Molly pats my back "Yeah, we're gonna go have fun tonight," she opened her locker and checked her make-up in the tiny mirror. Roxy laughs pulling me into a tight hug "Don't hug me." I mumbled in disgust, she ignores my grumbles "Don't be like that, Mira. I'll buy your snacks next movie night," I freeze and smile as widely as the grinch. Molly snickers "She's basically blazing, Roxy. She gonna drain your bank account," Roxy looks up at me and gets the same smile. She looks over at Molly "It's my stepdad's card," Molly laughs loudly "You guys are terrible!" she says through laughs.

As they began laughing loudly, I heard a loud slam behind me "Hey, you're in front of my locker," how could my day get any worse? I turn around and look up at the overly annoying boy and his friends "Maybe try saying excuse me," his friend with blonde hair snickered. As I try to turn around, he slams his arm into the locker behind me to keep me from moving. I looked over at my friends, and all they did was smile at me giving me a 'you got this look' I groan and look back over at him. He smirks "Do you know who I am?" I know very well who you are, Christopher Mirta but your ego is too big "No. I don't like jackasses, so why would I care?" my friends begin to snicker. He growls "Watch it, bitch. I can make your life miserable." he threatened, seriously, Im exhausted, let me go already "You already are, now get out of my way," I tried pushing his arm but he slammed me back into the locker by my shoulder. 

Roxy and Molly get up ready to cut his nuts off letting their stupid smirks fall, I put a hand up to stop them "Don't push your luck, you're really irritating me," he tells me. I smirk "Im glad, I make you just as angry as you make me, now let's dance" I quickly toss my backpack to Roxy. Molly yells "Run!" I bite onto his arm which still trapped me until the iron taste seeps into my mouth. As he yelped pushing me off him, Roxy and Molly took off sprinting to Molly's car, hopping in as soon as they made it outside. I yell as we sped past them "Fuck you, Christopher Mirta!" giving him the finger out the window. We all laughed hysterically "Did you see his face?" Roxy laughs "He looked pissed, Mira!" Molly tells me "I know, it was fun making Christopher Mirta look like an idiot though," I smiled pushing my brunette hair out of my face. 

"You're so freaking cool when you're mad, Mira!" Roxy gushes, turning around to look at me from the passenger seat. Finally, we pulled into Molly's driveway "Whatever, thanks a lot for not helping me," we all got out of the car, Molly threw her arm over my shoulders "We knew you could handle it," Roxy giggled. 

I groan "Yeah but I didn't want to," they began joking back and forth about how dumb he looked when I bit him. We all ran upstairs, Roxy started pulling small pieces of clothing from a bag hidden in the back of Molly's closet, Roxy's parents are very strict because of their social ranking and wealth in our little town. She often keeps her skimpier clothes here and sometimes at my place so her parents don't burn them as they did with her birthday dress sophomore year which was a little too revealing for their liking. She also avoids wearing anything too revealing at home because her stepdad is kind of a perv. Molly's parents are usually working or on business trips, she doesn't talk about it but I know she gets lonely usually spending Christmas and thanksgiving with me and my mom. When my older sisters stopped coming around, my mom basically adopted Molly and Roxy, buying them gifts on holidays and birthdays and letting them have free range of the house with their own keys. My mother loves them very much so I don't mind dealing with them even if they drive me nuts. Besides that they've been my best friends since we were in kindergarten, they've been glued to my hip since we first met.

I throw myself onto Molly's bed and close my eyes, letting myself drift to sleep recalling the nice memories of our childhood "Hey, Mira! Get up!" I felt something heavy land on my stomach. I groan and sit up "What do you want?" I growl at Roxy, she crosses her arms over her chest glaring at me "You get to pick your outfit first, it skirts tonight," Molly snickers sitting at her make-up vanity. I groan lazily looking through the bag, why do I have to wear a skirt? It's not like ill dance or drink with them, if anything I'll find an empty room to sleep in. Fuck, I close my eyes and grab a random piece of clothing "I want this one" I heard Roxy snicker and Molly stuttered "Oh-oh are you sure?" I open my eyes looking at her "Yes" Roxy laughs "Why don't you look at it, Mira?" I finally let my eyes wander over the piece of clothing. 

I felt my face heat up "Are you kidding me?" It was a hot pink thong, Roxy and Molly burst out laughing, making my face redder. I throw it at Roxy "Why is that in there, idiot?" her laughs get louder and make her hold her stomach, Molly giggles "Here, wear this one," She hands me a black jean skirt. I groan taking it from her hand and going to the closet to find a matching shirt. Roxy comes up behind me doing the same "Are you finally gonna put your belly ring back in?" I look down at her, and sigh "Might as well," I grab a black vest and cropped grey baby tee. I quickly begin dressing, slipping into all the clothes I slip into, I groan buttoning the skirt "So tight," I look over in the mirror, I don't like it. Molly tossed me a large striped button-up that reached the end of the skirt "I think that would make it cuter" I give her a small nod and slip it on. Roxy bounces over "Oh! Add these," she had me a pair of ripped tights and she says happily "Oh wait! These too!" she throws two chokers at me, one having little spikes and the other a normal leather one. I sigh putting it all on "How do I look?" I say turning to them, they both give me approving looks "I think she needs a belt," Roxy says to Molly "Yes, and let's button up the vest and let your hair down," I sigh letting them adjust whatever they want. 

Roxy holds out her hand "Put this in" it was a black bellyring, I roll my eyes but obey putting it into the piercing on my stomach. We had all got them on Roxy's birthday when she turned 16 to make her feel better about the burnt dress, my mom happily signed for Roxy and Molly. Molly and Roxy happily look at their 'master piece' Roxy says to me "How do I look, Mira? Good?" I look over her outfit, it was a cropped pink off-the-shoulder button-up sweater with a little white cat embroidered on it. Her skirt was a white and pink pleaded one that had a white ribbon on the sides to tighten it, white thigh-high socks and chunky white heels that buckled around her ankle, the low skirt, and cropped shirt exposing her pink belly piercing. I nod "You look nice," I walk over to her tightening her pigtails, she gives me a big smile and wraps her tiny arms around me "You're so nice, Mira. I love you so much!" I pat her head "Yeah, yeah me too," she lets go giving me one more smile then walking back over to the mirror.

Molly stood in front of me "Now me!" I looked over her, she wore a short black cloth skirt with a long piece of lacey cloth over it and a black lacey cropped shirt that a laced in the front with a black ribbon. She has lace black fingerless gloves, her make-up was dark and black hair was straightened and she had big leather boot platforms and of course her red belly ring was visible. She smiled brightly at me "Very emo, I like it," helping her lace up her top a bit more, she smiles at me "Thanks mom, you look good too," I roll my eyes and push her away from me.

She laughs grabbing her keys "Let's go," Roxy basically bounced to the car "Im ready to dance, will you dance Mira?" I look over at her "No, idiot," she pouts "You're so rude, Mira," I hop in the back of the car and groan. They blared loud rock music all the way there, the drive was long and when we pulled into a neighborhood with houses 4x bigger than Molly's, I was very surprised. I lean forward "Whose party is it?" Roxy looks back "No idea, some guys from school" I look back out the window, I didn't know anyone richer than Molly went to the school. We finally stopped and parked the car, the music was loud and it made the ground shake with every beat, you could hear it from down the street. Schoolmates and other random people flooded into the gorgeously large house, I look around at all the familiar and unfamiliar partiers, and I finally spotted the mailbox with a large name engraved in it. I squint to look at it 'Mirta' wait, Mirta? Isn't that.. no fucking way.