Mine

first meetings

"Kayla and Mia Hastings! If you don't get out of bed soon, I'm sending up your baby brother!!"

There's nothing like your dad screaming that he's gonna send your six year old brother in your room while your asleep to get you out of bed in the morning.

"I'm up, please don't let him in!" I scream, literally rolling out of bed.

"Come on Kayla,get your butt out of bed. We gotta go to another luxurious day of highschool." Kayla fillet is my best friend slash sister,well her name is Hastings now. Kayla used to live across the street but her parents  died and my dad adopted her.

I said dad because when kayla's mom and dad died in the car wreck, my mom was in one of the three car pileup.
  It was awful, and my dad immediately adopted her so she didn't have to go to Mississippi  with her aunt.
Since we live in Chicago, it's a bit out of the way.

"Dammit I'm up!" Kayla rolls out of bed and groans. She has long black hair, she's about five foot seven, blue eyes,and she has a perfect body, not to sound like a lesbian.
She's also fierce, she's a bad girl who isn't afraid of anything.

Me on the other hand, I have emerald green eyes, long blonde hair, and I'm about half an inch taller than Kayla.
I'm not gonna lie and say,oh I'm ugly and I'm fat and unwanted.
No, I know I'm sexy, and so is Kayla. I just don't tend to flaunt it as much.
I'm also the complete opposite of Kayla. I'm the most liked girl in the school. I'm nice to everyone, and I hate bullying.
That is how me and Kayla accuatly met.
Some jerk was bullying this kid named Kevin, and I didn't know how to fight him so I asked Kayla to step in, then me and Kevin had to stop her from getting arrested in eighth   grade.
"Why is school So early?" Kayla whines, coming out of the shower and straight into her closet.

I head to the shower and about five minutes later,I'm drying my hair while Kayla puts on makeup.
Her long black hair is wavy, she's wearing a black rolling stones t-shirt with her leather jacket over it. She has her classic red lipstick and black skinny jeans paired with white heels.

Once I've straightened my hair and put on mascara, the only make up I wear besides lipstick.
My lipstick is the only badass thing I wear and it's bright red, I decide to wear my white tank top, with a half sized blue Jean jacket, and pair it with my Eiffel tower earrings and necklace.

Me and Kayla also grab our friendship bracelets that match us.
Mine is gold and has six charms: an Eiffel tower,because I really wanna go to Paris;a book, because I love reading; a heart because I dream of falling in love;a pencil because I love to write; headphones because I am obsessed with music ; and me and Kayla have a personal gravestone with our parents'  initionals on them.

Kayla's bracelet is silver and has a motorbike; a paintbrush because she's the next Da Vinci; a ballerina because she can dance; handcuffs because I thought it was funny when she was arrested; the gravestone; and finally a pair of lips which is a joke with us because I've lost my virginity and she hasn't. 
Yea miss goodie two shoes lost her virtue at sixteen, nobody but her and my dad knows.

Once we're ready, we head downstairs and meet my dad at the door, he hands me a Starbucks and begins the usual speech.
"I'm taking Josh to school, be good, your still only juniors." My dad kisses our cheeks and takes Josh to elementary school.
He's seven,and the exact replica of my dad. Long blown hair, black,eyes and chubby cheeks.

"Bye Josh, I holler as we run to the subway. Yes we take the subway because I don't wanna drive.
My dad works at joshes school So we're on our own.
We will arrive at will point highschool on exactly fourty minutes.
"Ugh, I hate school." Kayla whines, dragging her feet as we leave the subway car.
"Me too honey, lets go. I,don't wan- " I'm cut off when some idiot runs into me, knocking my entire coffee out of my hands, and on my brand new shirt, but it's all forgotten when I see his eyes.
I look up and see an extremely hot guy. He is about six foot tall, dark,brown,hair and matching Brown eyes. He wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans with Nike's .
"Sorry,I wasn't watching. I'm Kyle." His accent  isn't much different from mine. "Hi, I'm Mia and this is my sister Kayla." I smile, gesturing to Kayla who is looking bemused at this whole situation. "Sorry dude my sister is clumsy." She laughs, elbowing me into Kyle.
"So kyle, where do you go to school? " I ask, as we exit the subway station and start up on the busy Chicago streets.
"Oh, I just moved to will point." He smiles and internally jump like a thirteen year old girl.
I look at Kayla and smirk a little. "Oh we go there too," I smile as our friend Kevin comes around the corner.
"Hey guys, who's this?" Kevin is a drama nerd with the voice of an angel. He can sing and always rocks the talent show with his five foot ten,chocolate Brown hair and blue eyes, small frame. "Oh this is Kyle, he's new here and spilled my coffee on me." I pout, pulling the now sticky shirt off me as Kevin and Kayla laugh and Kyle looks sheepish. "Sorry about that."
"We'll it's a good thing I put your clumsiness in thought when no got ready." Kevin smirks, pulling a purple v-neck of mine out of his bag. I grab it and run to the gas station and I'm almost at the bathroom when Kevin yells.  "Oh here's the tank top." He throws it at me and I smile, changing quickly. I don't even,bother keeping the shirt, I just throw it away, making a mental not to get a new one.
"Okay, I'm good." I jump out smiling, only to knock into someone ELSE.