Me the tomboy, crushing on the sweet cute guy?

Chapter 2

"OW WHAT THE....uh,um,NUGGETS IS WRONG WITH YOU?", I yell out ;feeling a sting on my face. I  growl lowly pushing the covers, and comforter out of my way,walking up to the door and smack the door shut on my brothers stupid laughing face. I smirk to myself hearing a thud from him getting the door shut.

I take a quick glance at  the clock and roll my eyes.

Great First day of school and I'm probably going to get late. I blame snuggies! Their so dumb, and weird and just a waste of money, I would know, I bought one. Worst tweny ace I've ever spent.

I pick up some black basketball shorts with a thin line of red and white on the sides, I sniff them, well they look clean....eh, why not? I shrugg and pull a white tank-top and a tight whie not so deep v-neck.

I glance at the clock again hm....9:00, school starts at 9:32, I could still have some time to do make-up!

I jogg to my bathroom and grab my black eyeliner putting some on my water line and smudging it a bit on the skin to give it that "smokey" look. It doesn't really make my eyes "POP!" but it does make a difference it makes my brown and red flecked eyes look kind of intimidating and fearless, and it brings out my  bigg red flecks.

We have this thing in our family where some of us our eye color change depending on our mood. My cousin, her gray blue eyes turn a exicting blue when shes happy, a foggy gray when shes sad, a dark piercing gray when shes angry making her blue flecks around her eyes look furious,when she's thoughtful or calm their a clear normal blue.

Well mine they just change color when im mad,sad,thoughtful,tired,confused or when I'm reliefed. Maybe it's because I'm not really happy most of the time. When I'm sad they turn a a dark golden brown my red flecks covering the  reddish brown ring around the pupil. When I'm mad my eye color turns a dark reddish brown and my iris (the ring around my pupil I supopse? LOL! I barely passed science with a C+...forgive me!) is a reddish color combining with my bright red flecks. When I'm tired their a dull dark brown.When I'm thoughtful my eyes turn golden hiding a bit of my red flecks, but showing my darkish red brown iris, but looking dark brown.When I'm confused their a light golden brown with dark red flecks and a light brown iris.When it comes to mischief they turn a dark brown almost black. When I'm reliefed their red, most people who get to know me get scared by this, but people who know me get used to it. Some donkey (Jack ass)told me it was because I was a vampire he screamed while running away. He must be NUTS!

No way am I  a vampire, right? I don't even like blood....it's weird, not my thing though. I'm more in to HUMAN FOOD?You know junk food, fruits, veggies, and def FAST FOOD FATHER MUCKERS! (change the F to the M and see what it spells, lol)

When I'm normal or I don't care mode my eyes are a normal brown where you can only see my red flecks if you look REALLY close in to them.

I finish curling my eyelashes, they stick down straight and get in my eyes;another one of the bad traits I inherited from my mom....,  put 2 coats of black mascara.Then I pulled my light brown hair into a  messy high poney and cliped my bangs on to my head.

Oh well no time for making up my mind now it's already, 9:27.I am so going to be late! UGH! I run out through the door, but I forget to close it so I run back, remembering to grab my Jansport (common backpack used here) and THEN run out of the foor LOCKING IT and close it and go back to running to school. I only live 2 and a half blocks away.

It's times like this where I wished I hadn't drove my mongoose bike over the Guadalupe river.

I'm such a dumb banana.

    I wish my dad would take me in as "responsible", but honeslty I'm not, a reason why I can't have a car. No doubt I'm mature, I can make poems, and raps, deeper and  better than some of those stupid rappers out there. I mean c'mon rhyming random words like toe,shmoe,and hoe together is not  really being one of being the best rappers.Exactly, the good raps are like fierce poems, with a catchy chorus, geez seems like now a days all you have to have is some money, a catchy hook, and a 4 word chorus. I know which desicions to take and what not. I even't had my first kiss or boyfriend. I just don't feel ready, so when I started having feelings for Justin, I was like," WTF IS THIS FEELING!".