The Tomboy and the Player

Off to prison we go!

Hello there fellow wattpader's! Please treat me kindly :3
This is my first story and i hope you like it and don't forget to comment and rate the story! ^-^

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I was woken up to a vibrating phone with the song gangsta beat for the street by Tupac and Eazy-E echoing around my room and my eyes flutter open to the bright sun waiting to greet me behind my blue curtains and I groan.

I wasn't quite excited for my last year of high school and I wasn't looking forward to seeing the same people I've seen for the last seventeen years, I groan some more as i swing my legs over my bed and let out a yawn before stretching and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and made a dash towards my bathroom.

I choose my favorite domo t-shirt and a pair of white skinny jeans before grabbing a towel and jumping in the shower.

It was always the same thing at my school, if you weren't pretty then you had a zilch chance of fitting in with the popular crowd and I well.. sat between because in the eyes of my school I was just plain, pfft as if I cared.

As I exit my bathroom I'm greeted by my twin brother Gabriel lounging on my bed taking pictures of himself on my phone "Hey, you'll crack my screen, give it here" I say as I reach over to snatch it off him, but he retaliates by drenching the screen in his saliva and I pull a face

"Ew, really Gabe? Was that necessary?" I snatch my phone and rubbed it dry with the end of my shirt.

"I was only cleaning it for my darling twin," he pulled a pout and tilts his head showing me his bright green eyes, it was his signature move that he used to sucker in the pretty girls then dump them after he's used them and I for one do not cower under his gaze, but instead I lean over and punch him in the arm and beam my hundred dollar smile at him and he yelps.

"Ow, geez Alexis... man punch me why don't you," rubbing his right arm.

"You deserved it, don't pull your hoe snatching face at me darling twin," holding the a in darling a few seconds too long before rolling my eyes.

My twin brother was the school slut as well as the head of the football team, a great combination of cliché and a headache. I on the other hand although I wouldn't say pretty, but reasonably acceptable with long brown locks that reach down to my waist (not that I let it out my bun), long tan slender legs (which is a surprise since I never wear anything above my ankles) and bright hazel eyes in which I inherited from my mom.

My brother pounces off my bed as soon as mom yells out "Breakfast is ready," and I follow behind him making my way downstairs into the double door kitchen and was greeted by the amazing smell of bacon and eggs and toast and I grin at the sight of meat and kiss mom good morning and she greets me with a smile. "Morning baby," she says as her bright hazel eyes lighten up, "breakfast smells good," Gabe says as he pours himself a glass of chocolate milk, and I mimic his actions and pour myself a glass, my brother and i have this strange love for it since I can remember and each morning (sometimes at night) we would drink a glass full of chocolaty goodness.

"Why thank you honey, nothing gets me as excited as seeing my two big babies eating a nutritious breakfast for their last year of high school," mom says as she wipes a tear from her eye and gives us a small smile which we both return.

We just adore mom and we all laugh at the fact that we tower over her, she's my best friend and an amazing cook and gives such great advice and I wouldn't trade her for any other mother, because everyone loves her and she's always been there for us, even that time through elementary school when Gabe and I were chosen to play Romeo and Juliet, it didn't really go so well and we were both against the idea of being lovers who were madly in love with each other and my brother embarrassed me by reading out my diary in front of the whole school and I'm gonna stop there before I dig an even deeper hole for myself.