"Maddie! Are you done yet?!"
"Yess!"
"Then get out here and eat your breakfast!"I set her eggs and bacon on the table while clean up the mess I made. I was still in my pj's because I'm usually the one that makes breakfast before school, after our mom passed away.
"Oh your telling me to hurry up, your not even ready," Maddie says, storming in.
"Whatever, if your so mad how about you make breakfast and dinner for a whole month and let's see how you do!" I yell, walking to my room to change.
"Whatever!" Maddie yellsI close the door behind me and change out of my pj's and apron. To a beige stripe skirt, a white tank top, a dark brown sweater, black socks and black heels, and heart earnings and a pearl necklace.
Do I look to much? Maybe, oh well, we only live once. I walk to my bathroom and do little bit of makeup and fix up my hair little, then I'm out the door.
"Who is going to be the lucky guy this year, mmh," Maddie says, with an rise eyebrow and a smirk.
"Oh shut up, no one," I say, opening the door to our apartment and walking out.
"Yeah right, you can have any guy you want Ms. Popular but you still won't take no one," She says, trailing right behind.
"Maddie just because I am popular does not give me the right to go and play with peoples hearts, I'm not like Ali or her gang or the those stupid cobras," I say, opening the drivers side.
"That's for damn sure," Maddie says, getting into the passenger seat.
"But, for sure you and Daniel both like each other, or you don't want him,"
"Maddie stop,"
"Sorry,"
'Sigh' "Daniel is a good looking guy and he's really nice but I don't know yet," I say.At school
We both walk into school, going our separate ways. I go to my homeroom and see Daniel in the corner with sunglasses on.
"Hi, is anyone sitting here?" I ask.
"No," Daniel say, with a smile.
"Thanks, what's with the sunglasses,"
"Um, Dutch happened," Daniel says, taking off his sunglasses, show off his black eye.
'Gasp' "Omg, I'm so sorry this happened to you. If I was not there, this wouldn't have happened,"
"No no, it's okay. Don't blame yourself for something you didn't do," Daniel says, putting a hand on my shoulder.I put my hand on his and smile. The teacher walks in and starts class.
At lockers
I take my books out for my next class. I hear foot steps right behind, I turn around and I'm met with Bobby Brown.
"Can I help you with something," I say, turning back around.
"Daniela can we please talk. Johnny's not here or Dutch or any of the guys," He says, leaning against the locker next to mine.
"Bobby I already told you yesterday, I have nothing to say to you," I say, slamming my locker and walking away.
"Fine but can please tell me why Ali and you are not friends?" Bobby asks, running to walk beside me.
"Bobby it's none of your business. How about you keep your nose out of places where it's not supposed to be," I say, walking into class.PE
I was changing into my softball clothes because tryouts were today. I'm praying everything goes fine today because some insecure bitches want to bark but won't bite.
"Of course, she is going to be on the team, she always is," random girl whispers .
"Tell me about, she doesn't even try and she still gets on," random girl whispers.
"It's probably her looks that gets her on the time. I heard from one of the junior's that there old coach had to quit this position because Daniela kept making him hard. He kept getting the idea of having sex with her," random girl whispers.
"Okay, can you three shut the hell up. It's not hard to see that you three never get on the team, so why are you still trying," I say, slamming my locker.
"Well at least we try to do something with our lives, then sit around and look pretty,"
"Please, I do try on that fucking field, all you guys do is talk crap about the girls that do good but when it's your turn to perform you guys embarrassed yourselfs. If I were you guys I would leave before I make a fool out of myself for the fourth time," I angrily say, walking out to the field.Softball Field
I was absolutely proud of myself for saying all of that back there, making feel extra confident. But it also made me feel worried because they could start spreading rumors about me being a bitch. But oh well, I said the truth.
It was finally my turn to hit, I could use the anger and confiden-
I cut off from my throughs after hearing yelling. I turned my attention to the soccer field seeing the boys get into a fist fight and Daniel was the one fighting."Okay, girls bring your attention back to the tryouts here and forget about them," coach said.
I was turning my head when eyes landed on Bobby, smirking! What the hell?! Omg, was he the one that made Daniel not be able to do the tryouts. Bobby turn to me with a smile and wave.
"You got to be kidding me!" I yell, dropping my bat and helmet.
"Daniela where are you going?" Coach yelled
"To kick someone ass!" I yell, back.Soccer field
"Bobby, what the hell is wrong with you, huh!?"
"Oh come on princess, I was just playing around," He said, chuckling.
"First of all don't call me princess, and second that was not playing around. That was just you being a little unmature bitch, who is just sad that the new kid can pull a hot chick!" I say.
"Damn, you sure do talk at lot, maybe we can shut you up by, this!" He said, kissing me.I swipe his legs, making him fall straight to the ground. I smirk while he was groaning.
"Hah, you sure love hating the facts, don't you," I say, laughing.
"Please, I know you loved that kiss. I probably would have kissed better then that Daniel dude or your other boyfriends," He replied, laughing.
"Ugh, I would rather kiss a rat then kiss your ugly face, punk," I gag, walking back to the softball tryouts.
"You know I'm still here if Danny boy wants to run to a different girl,"I give him the middle finger.
Ugh boys
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐆𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑 ᴏɢ ᴄᴏʙʀᴀ ᴋᴀɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴏʟʏ
Hayran KurguIn the summer of 84, a new rival shows up. They are notice by two very popular girls in West Valley high but...not really welcomed when five cobras want to tear the poor male apart because he got the attention from their ex-best friend, Daniela Her...