Spice

Chapter One.

A girl in her late teens with short flaxen hair by the name of Raine Kale sat at a glass kitchen table, sorting through mail. 'So this bill is 230 and this one is 138. That's...' she tapped an orange pen to her bottom lip and stared at the bills, concentrating. "...Was this all mommy sent for us this month?" she muttered to herself quietly and scratched at her head. She was never perfect with math. Even the simple problems.

"Ugh, I can't deal with this right now..." she stood slowly, hair swaying, and stretched her arms over her head. A low grumble sounded. "God, I'm hungry." she straightened out her navy blue school uniform skirt and removed the dark red blazer, revealing a white short sleeved button up shirt and black tie. "Okay, okay! Breakfast time."

Walking across the black and white checkered tiles, she grabbed an orange cereal bowl upon passing the kitchen island. She reached in a cabinet for some vanilla almond cereal.

Reaching for milk and a spoon, she prepared her lazy breakfast. 

She brought a spoonful up into her mouth and- 

-suddenly, her phone made a 'bzt bzt' sound. It startled her so much that she nearly spit out that single spoonful of cereal. But who could've texted her? The last person she texted was...

"Anna." read the contact id. 'It certainly wasn't Anna...' she thought bitterly.

Anna Parry to Raine Kale sent 7:15 am received 7:15 am December 12th, 2012

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Is your brother home?

Raine sighed. Didn't this girl have her brother's number? She had no time for his girlfriend.

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Idk

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Omigosh. Can you, laik, check plz?

Raine somehow sensed the snobby voice and attitude behind the text, and it pissed her off. And she was also a bit surprised that this girl even knew how to use commas...

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OMG. Can you hurry?

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Jesus. Fine. And how the hell did you get my number.

Anna didn't reply. Raine made a mental note to block her number and got up to head up the stairs. On her way up, her phone 'bzt'ed again. She didn't bother to check.

She reached the top and made a left turn. She passed her own room with a girly orange sign reading 'Rainy' and went a ways down the hall.

She stopped at a door with a yellow sign, equal in it's terms of boy-ishness that read 'Lenny'.

She went for the knob, but hesitated, going for a backhanded knock on the door instead.

"Len?"

No reply.

She knocked again, this time hearing rustling and a grunt. So he was home. She reached down and picked her phone out her skirt pocket.

NEW TEXT MSG

Anna Parry to Raine Kale sent 7:16 am received 7:16 am December 12th, 2012

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Well?

Cue an irritated sigh from Raine.

Raine Kale to Anna Parry sent 7:20 am December 12th, 2012

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Yes.

Short and sweet. She didn't want to have a conversation with girl. Not a second later, a reply was received.