Spoil Girl Meets Real World

Chapter 2~Meeting One of the Boys

                                                                           Chapter 2

"We are now landing on New York. Thank you for flying with us today," said a lady through a speaker.

Everybody started to grab their bags and starts to rush to get out. Me, on the other hand, I  was going slow because I didn't want to leave.

"Let's go! They are waiting for us!" Matthew screamed while pulling his luggage.

"Ugh! They can wait!" I yelled back.

As we got out of the plane, we saw this middle aged woman coming towards us,screaming. 

"Oh my gosh! Look how tall and handsome you've grew into!" 

"Hi Liliana, is nice seeing you again." He said happily as both of them hugged. AGAIN!? Do they know each other and I don't?

"Oh you must be Catalina," she said as she walked towards me, her arms wide open so she could give me a hug.

I stepped back and shrieked, "No, no, no, no I don't touch people that I don't know." Her face changed to a strange face and she just backed away.

"Okay, anyways once we get home both of you will meet my two sons," she said happily, again.

Damn it, I have to live with two nasty boys. Yuck! My brother is a boy but he's very clean and tidy so I don't have a problem with him, but two other boys. Please God have mercy.

We got inside Liliana's car; was a black BMW. The inside was nice but mine is way better than her. Talking about my car, I actually miss it. That car had some wild memories; when Mike and I made out. Mmmhmm good times, good times,

While I was daydreaming about Mike, Liliana parked in front of a pearl white house with blue lines outlining the windows. It was pretty and big but I stilled loved my old house. My house had a big bathroom with a tub and a shower with a chair in the inside when you get tired. We had a cinema room and a library; game room and a family room; I had my dream house and it went away with a blink of an eye.

Even though the house was pretty, the neighborhood wasn't; it had graffiti on the walls and people that were outside stared at you, like if they were thinking of a plan to rape you or something. I step out of the car, Matthew was picking up his bags and Liliana wasn't doing anything, so I got an idea.

"Hey! Old lady pick up my bags and it take it to my room," I commanded. I heard a light chuckle in the background but didn't pay much attention to it.

"Na-ah I ain't pickin' your bags. You have two perfect arms and legs, you can do it." She screamed and later mummble to what I understood, "Rich snob."

I started to pull a bag out of the trunk but it didn't wanna get out so I pulled harder but apparently that didn't work because I I fell on the floor and landed on my butt. I heard laughter behind me. I stood up, dust off myself and turned around. I saw a strong tan build guy with short dark brown hair, he was laughing his ass off. I frowned.

"What are you laughing at?" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"You," he said laughing even harder. "wait..you're Catalina, right?" he said after he finished laughing.

"Yes.." I said getting uncomfortable.

He began to laugh uncontrollably.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I screamed.

"Don't you remember me? I used to pull your hair and your dolls apart." He said continuing to laugh.

I stood there shocked, stupid ass hole.

"And the funny thing is that you stopped coming to my house," he laughed,

I turned around and continued to get my luggage out of the car.

"Are you going to just stand there and look pretty?" I asked getting annoyed that nobody helps out in this damn house.

"Um.. I think I want to stand here and look pretty," he said with a smirk.

"Bastard," I said under my breath.

 "What did you just say?"He said, putting one of his hand behind his ear.

"Bastard!" I scream as loud as I could.

"You're not going to get my help," he said walking away.

"Whatever," I said pulling my bags out when while the guy who talked to me went to the front door of his house. Out of no whereI heara deep voice behind me, "Give me everything you have and you won't get hurt!"

He was wearing everything black including a mask that covered his whole face.

"I am not gonna give you my stuff," I said, the only things here that I like and it's going to be taken away, hell no.

He came closer and laid a hand on my hand; I was trying to bite off but it didn't work.

He came close to my ear and whispered, "You are so pretty, it would be nice if you and I have fun." His hand was sliding from my waist to my hip. I'm not going to get raped with this nasty guy; I bit his hand even harder, when I hear him scream.

"Damn girl," he pointed a gun on my head and with his other hand placed it tightly on my mouth. Can't believe my dad would send me here to risk my fucking life.

"Chris put the gun down! She's living with me," The guy who was annoying me earlier ordered Chris as he began walking toward us.

Chris's gun and hand moved slowly; when he completely let go I ran towards Ryan.But then  I realize how pathetic I might look, so I walk like if nothing happened and  grab my bags and took it to my room. Once I got to the room I was going to stay in, compared to my room back at home this one looks like a jail cell.

I went outside and grabbed the last bag when I heard, "Man you live with her! You're damn lucky,"he said high-fiving Ryan. "In any time she'll be in your pants!" He added.

"I'm never going to be in this bastard's pants," I said, my voice full with venom.

"You sure?" Ryan asked with a smirk.

"Yes, I'm fucking sure," I screamed.

"Watch your language, Honey,"he said with a smile.

"Don't call me Honey!" I yelled.

"Wow she's feisty! That's hot!" Chris added winking at me.

"Shut up," I said looking at him with a serious face and grab my bags.